About the song

In the vast landscape of country music, certain songs transcend mere entertainment, becoming timeless narratives that resonate with listeners across generations. One such masterpiece is “Highwayman” by **The Highwaymen**, a supergroup comprising four legendary figures: Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Kris Kristofferson, and Waylon Jennings. Released in 1985, this iconic track weaves a captivating tale of reincarnation, spanning centuries and continents.

“Highwayman” is not just a song; it’s an epic poem set to music, a sweeping saga that transports the listener through the eyes of four different characters: a highwayman, a sailor, a dam builder, and a starship pilot. Each verse, sung by a different member of **The Highwaymen**, chronicles the life and eventual demise of these individuals, only to be reborn in another era.

The song’s power lies not only in its narrative but also in the sheer vocal prowess of **The Highwaymen**. Each artist brings his unique timbre and delivery to the table, creating a rich tapestry of sound that is both haunting and exhilarating. From Cash’s deep, resonant baritone to Nelson’s smooth, effortless phrasing, every note is imbued with a sense of gravitas and authenticity.

Beyond the music itself, “Highwayman” is a testament to the enduring spirit of humanity. It speaks to the cyclical nature of life, the resilience of the human soul, and the eternal quest for freedom and adventure. The song’s message is both universal and timeless, resonating with listeners from all walks of life.

In a world often dominated by fleeting trends and disposable hits, “Highwayman” stands as a beacon of artistic integrity and enduring quality. It is a song that demands to be heard, a story that deserves to be told, and a musical experience that will stay with you long after the final note fades away.

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Lyrics

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

By van