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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 borne 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'll always be around and around and around and around and around and around

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

I'll be back again and again and again and again and again and again

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Fun fact: This song is based :marseydarkblackface: on the life of Johnathan Wilde, an 18th century London :marseyrulebritannia: law enforcement :marseycop3: officer :marseyblackcop: who used his position to run a massive criminal :marseymugshot: empire. He was eventually arrested :marseywrongthonk: after a young :marseychingchongchild: burglar :marseyhalflife: he caught :marseyflirt: called Jack Sheppard gave evidence :marseyproofster: against him before :marseyskellington: being hung at the Tyburn Gallows. This evidence :marseyproofster: caused many others in London, including his former aide Charles :marseydarwin: Hitchen who finally aprehended Wilde. Wilde attempted suicide :marseycyanide: at Tyburn prison :marseystarship: before :marseyskellington: being hung.

Shepard was inspiration for a character :marseypinocchio2: called MacHeath in John Gay's 'The Beggar's Opera'. A Jazz version of this Opera was created :marseyspaceghost2: in Weimar Germany, composed by Kurt Weil and Lucile Braun with lyrics and libretto written by Berthold Brecht. MacHeath's character :marseycrystalmaiden: was called 'Maccen de Masser' and his signature tune was recomposed by Louie Armstrong as a big band swing :marseypendulumcenter: tune. Translated lyrics were later :marseywave2: added and the song became a big hit for Bobby :marseybongcop: Darren- it was called 'Mac The Knife'.

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Side note: it's a function of that testosterone crippled brain that you are so focused on peepees, and your own peepee in particular. Guess what? Take estrogen for a while and you will lose focus on that body part to the point where it doesn't even matter anymore. There is so much more to being a woman that genitals, like the depth and complexity of emotions and bonding with others in ways that are literally incomprehensible to you.

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