Waylon Jennings Follow

(Willie Nelson sings)
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride,
With sword and pistol, by my side.
Many a young maid, lost her morals to my trade,
Many a soldier shed, his lifes' blood on my blade.

The bastard's hung me, in the spring of '25,
But I am still alive.

(Kris Kristoffersson sings)
I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide,
With the seas, I did abide.
I sailed a schooner, around the Horn of Mexico,
I went aloft to furl the sails, in a blow.

And when the yards broke off, they said that I got killed,
But I am living still.

(Waylon Jennings sings)
I was a dam builder, across the river deep and wide,
Where steel and water, did collide.
At a place called Boulder, over in 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, and around and around and around and around.

(Johnny Cash sings)
I fly a starship, 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 be back again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again. (To fade)