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BmI was a Ahighwayman. Along the Gcoach roads I did Bmride AWith sword and Gpistol by my Aside EmMany a Bmyoung maid lost her Abaubles to my Gtrade EmMany a Bmsoldier shed his Alifeblood on my Gblade BmThe bastards Ahung me in the Gspring of Atwenty-Dfive But GI am still Aalive.
I was a sailor. I was born upon the tide And with the sea I did abide. I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed But I am living still. I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide Where steel and water did collide A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound But I am still around.. I'll always be
Daround..and Aaround and Bmaround and F#maround and Garound D - - Em - - - - G- A- D - - - -
I 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 And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again..