[Willie Nelson:]
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I was a highwayman
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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 shed his lifeblood on my blade
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The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
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But I am still alive
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[Kris Kristofferson:]
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I was a sailor
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I was born upon the tide
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And with the sea I did abide
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I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico
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I went aloft and furled 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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[Waylon Jennings:]
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I was a dam builder
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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 wild 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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[Johnny Cash:]
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I'll fly a starship
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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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Highwayman
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| The Highwaymen |
