Newry Highwayman

<br>In Newry Town I was bred and born<br>In Steven`s Green now I`ll die in scorn.<br>I served my time to the saddling trade<br>but I turned out to be, I turned out to be a roving blade.<br>At seventeen I took a wife<br>I loved her dearly as I love life<br>And for to keep both fine and gay<br>I took to robbing, I took to robbing on the King`s highway.<br>I never robbed any poor man yet<br>Nor any tradesman has cause to fret<br>I rob the lords and their ladies bright<br>I take their jewels, I take their jewels to my heart`s delight.<br>To Covent Garden I make my way<br>With my dear wife for to see the play<br>Lord Fielding`s corps they did me pursue<br>And I was taken, I was taken by that cursed crew.<br>My father cried, "Oh, my darling son"<br>My wife she wept and said, "I`m undone"<br>My mother tore her white locks and cried,<br>"`Twas in the cradle, `twas in the cradle that he should have died."<br>And when I`m dead and in my grave<br>A flashy funeral pray let me have<br>With six bold highwaymen to carry me<br>Give them good broadswords, good broadswords and liberty.<br>Six pretty maidens to bear my pall<br>Give them white ribbons and garlands all<br>For when I`m dead, aye they`ll speak the truth<br>He was a wild and a wicked youth.