The White Buffalo - The Highwayman lyrics

I was a highwayman On the coach roads I did ride With a 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'm 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 They buried me in that grey tomb that knows no sound But I'm still around And I'll always be around, and around, and around And I flew 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