I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride Sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his
Jim, Jim, I wore a tie today The first one that I ever wore And you'd have said I looked like a dummy Out the dry goods store Oh Jim, Jim, the Preacher
There's a man across the hall who sits staring at the floor He thinks he's Hank Williamshear him singing through the door There's a girl in 203, who stops
Well now, boys I've been to Bethlehem Rode there on a big steam train Lost two fenders in the steel wheels And I ain't goin' back again I fought for
When his stolen gold has turned to rust He rides off in a cloud of dust Lookin' for a border he can cross She'll stand by and watch him go Wonderin' if
You'd have thought a king had died The way those people cried Instead of one more broken entertainer It struck those in his trade He could have had it
Hey babe, do you remember, back in 1969? We gathered round the room, you sang yours and I sang mine We took turns with the guitar, in the front and center
Look here is that you I see You sure seem down to me Would you like to tell it to a friend I can help if anyone can, you know I understand Everyone gets
Sulking, walking 'Round the city after dark Need protection from street thugs Who clip the tires and rip the doors Off rugs like cowards And all this
Hope you?re listening while you?re driving Hope you?re listening at all. You should play me like a party Hope you take the fall. You?ll never see me
Blut, Blut Räuber saufen Blut Raub und Mord und Überfall sind gut hoch vom Galgen klingt es hoch vom Galgen klingt es Raub und Mord und &
Now all of the sons and the daughters Don't want just what comes along So give them something more Come on, ooh But me and my friends act so crazy We
So if you see me coming down the road I'll be much closer than you'll ever know 'Cause my vessel snakes beneath the waves It's a little too late for making
I was down for the count Down, never out I was determined But I couldn't catch a break Always treading in the wake Like I was afraid of it So I gave
Married young, what's done is done Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening We started playing house too soon it seems Our Swedish furnishings are
Sulkin' walkin' 'round the city after dark need protection from street thugs who clip the locks and rip the doors off rugs and cowards and all this life
Married young what's done is done Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening We started playing house too soon it seems Our Swedish furnishings are
I was down for the count Down, never out, I was determined But I couldn't catch a break Always treading in the wake like I was afraid of it So I gave
