The White Buffalo - Highwayman lyrics

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The White Buffalo - Highwayman lyrics

I was a highwayman On 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 ba*tards hung me in the spring of twenty-five But I am still alive I was a sailor And 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 k**ed But I'm living still 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 Then 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 I fly a star ship 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 come back again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again