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Bm7I was a highwayAman, along the Gcoach roads I did Bm7ride, ASword and Gpistol by my Aside, EmMany a Dyoung maid lost her Embaubles to my Atrade, EmMany a Dsoldier shed his Emlifeblood on my Ablade, Bm7The basterds Ahung me in the Gspring of Bm725, DBut I am still aAlive 2: I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide, With the sea I did abide, I sailed a schooner round the horn of Mexico, I went aloft and furled the main sail in a blow, And when the yard broke off they say that I got killed, But I am living still 3: I was a dam builder, across a river long and wide, Where steel and water did collide, A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado, I slipped and fell on the wet concrete below, They buried me in that gray tomb that knows no sounds, But I am still around, BRIDGE: I'll always be aDround, and aD/C#round, and aBm7round, and aAround, and aGroundD/F# Em 4: I'll fly a starship across the universe divide, And when I reach the other side, I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can, Perhaps I may become a highwayman again, Or I may simply be a single drop of rain, But I will remain,
OUTRO: (stajne akordy jako BRIDGE) And I'll be back again, and again, and again, and again, and again