Highwayman

I was a highwayman
 Along the coach roads I did ride
 With a sword and pistol by my side
 
 Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
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 Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
 The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
 But I am still alive
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 And I was a sailor
 I was born upon the tide
 
 With the sea I did abide
 
 I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico
 And I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow
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 When the yards broke off they said that I got killed
 But I am living still
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 And I was a dam builder
 Across this river deep and wide
 Where steel and water did collide
 
 In 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
 And I'll always be around and around and around
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 And I flew a starship
 Across the Universe divide
 
 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
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 Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
 And I will remain
 And I'll come back again, and again and again
 
 And again, and again and again