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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,
