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Life of a highwayman

While riding  to loch Driscoll Upon my faithful  ass I came upon three calvary men Who demand of me a tax I pulled my trusted claymore And my pistol capped The devil take your souls and the copper coin to match I took the bounty chest rightly full of gold I yelled to the devil Here comes three more for your hole Shalah  hey Heidi do ho de oh Life as a highwayman Life as a highwayman I buried half me treasure And the other half is gone Perhaps  the whores that earned it Will help the minstrel  sing my song Shadey hey hey do oh Life of a highwayman Life  of  a  highwayman I took the remaining treasure And arranged passage on a Ship I would tame America with The claymore  on my hip Life of  a  highwayman Life  of a highwayman
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Dec 11, 2018
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