Circle left
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
The boys star right, roll it round the ring you might
Allemande left and weave the ring
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trail
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
They finally hung me in the spring of '25
But I am still alive

Heads (Sides) square thru you get to four hands
Dosado that lady in time
Swing thru
Boys run and you bend the line
Right & left thru, you turn her and make her shine
Flutterwheel around the ring
Slide thru out there
Swing a little lady and promenade around the square
*They finally hung me in the spring of '25
But I am still alive

Circle left
I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide
Men star by the right hand one time around
Allemande left and weave
I sailed a schooner 'round the horn to Mexico
I went aloft to furl the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still

Circle left
I fly a starship across the universe divide
And when I reach the other side
Boys star right, roll it round tonight
Allemande and weave
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

Swing
And I'll come back again, and again, and again
And again, and again, and again, and again