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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 cowid heave me,

Resolv’d that of my liberty,

There should no man deprive me.

I slept into the fields all night,

For fear of being detedted,

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 robb’d

He was a Lord of honour

I own this man I did assault,

All in a roguish manner