Blame it on Waylon

I have been noticeably slacking in the whole updating department, due to the fact that I have been up to my neck in law reading. However, I wanted to very quickly share the four things that have been getting me through the past two (point five) weeks: Waylon, Kris, Johnny & Willie.

Highwayman

-Highwaymen

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 born 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

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
And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again...

Since this is country, I'll forgive the hung/hanged snafu. Also, hearing Johnny Cash sing about flying a starship? I didn't realize the Man in Black could get any more badass. While I'm normally a lyrics kinda gal, you gotta listen to this song. Even better, listen to a live recording. Even better, youtube it and watch four of the most legendary country singers perform one of the best country songs. Then, go cry in a dark closet because there will never be such a concentration of talent and awesomeness on one stage ever again.

**One final point, my obsession with this song may be somewhat predicated on the fact that "The Highwayman" by Alfred Noyes is my second favorite poem.