The Highway Man - with The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra

I was a highwayman
 Along the coach roads I did ride
 With sword and pistol by my side
 Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
 Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
 The bastards hung me in the spring of '25
 But I am still alive
 I was a sailor
 I was born upon the tide
 And with the sea, I did abide
 I sailed a schooner 'round the Horn of 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 around and around
 And around and around and around
 And around and around
 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
 And I'll be back again
 And again and again
 And again and again
 And again and again
 Again and again
 And again and again
 And again and again
 And again