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I always fought with a courage keen,
And aye was valiant hearted,
On account of the usage that I got,
Alas! I soon deserted.
Then straight for England I set sail,
As fast as wind could heave me,
Resolv'd that of my liberty,
No man should e'er deprive me.
I slept into the fields all night,
For fear of being detected
I could not walk the road by day,
Lest I should be suspected.
I being of a courage keen,
And likewise able bodied,
To stand the road was my intent,
With my pistols heavy loaded,
To rob upon the king's highway,
Was my determination,
And for a robbery I was bent,
No other hesitation.
The very first man that ever I robbed,
He was a Lord of honour,
I own this man I did assault,
All in a roguish manner.
