TFT: The Highwaymen

Link: [The Highwaymen]

Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world.  For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion.  Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

Link: [On YouTube]

Highwayman

The 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 around the Horn of 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

And again

And again

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Born and Raised in Black and White

The Highwaymen

The wind blows hard

Across the Texas plains

Makes some people

Go insane

While others quietly

Pray for rain

That’s where we came from

Two boys playin’ in the burnin’ sun

One with books

One with guns

Mama calls

But just one comes

The other one runs

In a crystal sense

Of wrong and right

We were born and raised

In black and white

One learned to pray

One learned to fight

We were born and raised

In black and white

We were born and raised

In black and white

Brother took to the Gospel road

Spent his whole life savin’ souls

When he looked at me

His blood ran cold

He didn’t even try

I had no dreams

I had no plans

But a gun felt good

In my right hand

The warden asked

How come you killed that man

I said I don’t know why

Welcome home

Said the hot moonlight

We were born and raised

In black and white

One lives to pray

One prays for life

We were born and raised

In black and white

We were born and raised

In black and white

Someone handed me a cigarette

They offered me my last request

I asked my mortal soul be blessed

By someone close to me

He came to me with tremblin’ hands

He swore he’d never understand

I said it’s just what life had planned

It’s destiny

Don’t waste your tears

On me tonight

We were born and raised

In black and white

I chose the dark

You chased the Light

We were born and raised

In black and white

We were born and raised

In black and white

The wind blows hard

Across the Texas plains

Makes some people

Go insane

While others quietly

Pray for rain

Lyrics From: [Cowboy Lyrics]

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