The Singing Scoutmaster: Highwayman

AmI was a Ghighwayman, along the Fcoach roads I did Amride

GWith sword and Fpistol by my Gside

DmMany a young Ammaid lost her Gbaubles to my Ftrade

DmMany a Amsoldier shed his Glifeblood on my Fblade

AmThe bastards Ghung me, in the Fspring of twenty-Cfive

FBut I am still a-Glive.

AmI was a Gsailor, I was Fborn upon the Amtide

GAnd with the Fsea I did a-Gbide.

DmI sailed a Amschooner round the GHorn to Mexi-Fco

DmI went a-Amloft and furled the Gmainsail in a Fblow

AmAnd when the yards Gbroke off, they Fsaid that I got Ckilled

FBut I am living Gstill.

AmI was a dam Gbuilder, across the Friver deep and Amwide.

GWhere steel and Fwater did Gcollide.

DmA place called AmBoulder on the Gwild Colo-Frado

DmI slipped and Amfell into the Gwet concrete Fbelow

AmThey buried me, Gin that great Ftomb that knows no Csound

FBut I am still a-Ground..

GI'll always be a-Cround and a-Ground F Em Dm

AmI fly a Gstarship across the FUniverse di-Amvide

GAnd when I Freach the other Gside

DmI'll find a Amplace to rest my Gspirit if I Fcan

DmPerhaps I Ammay become a Ghighwayman a-Fgain

AmOr I may Gsimply be a Fsingle drop of Amrain

GBut I, Fwill re-Gmain

GAnd I'll be back a-Cgain, and a-Ggain and a-Fgain and a-Emgain and a-Dmgain..