Highwayman - Iced Earth

I was a highwayman along 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 bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five but I am still alive

I was a sailor 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 killed but I am living still

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide where steel and water did collide

A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado

I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below

They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound

But I am still around I will always be around around around around around

I fly a starship across the Universe divide and when I reach the other side

I will 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 will be back again again again again again