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I was a highwayman along the coach roads I did ride
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with sword and pistol by my side
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Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade.
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Many a soldier lost his lifeblood on my blade.
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The bastards hung me in the spring of '25
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But I am still alive.
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I was a sailor; I was born upon the tide
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with the sea I did abide
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I sailed a schooner round the horn of Mexico
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I went aloft to 'furl the mainsail in a 'blow
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and when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
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But I am living still.
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I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide
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where steel and water did collide
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A place called Boulder on the wide Colorado
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I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
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They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
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But I am still around
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I'll always be around and around and around and around and around
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I fly a starship across the universe divide
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and when I reach the other side
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I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
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Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
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or I may simply be a single drop of rain
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But I will remain
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and I'll be back again and again and again and again and again
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