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On Hounslow Heath, as I rode o’er,
I spied a lawyer just before.
‘Kind sir,’ said I, ‘aren’t you afraid
Of Turpin that mischievous blade?’
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

Says Turpin, ‘I’ve been most acute,
For my money is hid within my boot’
The lawyer says, ‘There’s none can find
My gold for it lies in my cape behind’
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

They rode on to the powder mill
Where Turpin bids him to stand still.
‘Your cape,’ he says, ‘it must come off,
For my horse does want a saddle cloth.’
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

This caused the lawyer much to fret
To see how fairly he’d been met.
Turpin robbed him of his store
For he knew that a lawyer would lie for more
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

As Turpin rode in search of prey
He met a taxman on the way,
Boldly bid him for to stand,
‘Your gold,’ says he, ‘I do demand.’
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

With this the taxman he replied,
'Your proud demand must be denied
Before my money you receive
One of us two must cease to live’
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

Turpin then, without remorse,
He knocked him quite from off his horse
And left him on the ground to sprawl
As off he rode with his gold and all.
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

As he rode over Salisbury plain
He met Lord Judge with all his train,
And hero-like he did approach
And robbed the judge as he sat in his coach.
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

For the shooting of a dung-hill cock
Poor Turpin he at last was took;
And carried straight into a jail
Where his misfortune he bewails.
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

Now Turpin he’s condemned to die,
To hang upon yon gallows high,
Whose legacy is a strong rope
For the shooting of a dung-hill cock.
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!
O rare Turpin, hero, O rare Turpin, O!

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from A Life Spent Staring At Chairs, released April 9, 2018
Traditional song, arranged by Paul Carbuncle.

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