Bob Dylan – Newry Highwayman

“The Newry Highwayman” is a traditional Irish or British folk song about a criminal’s life, deeds, and death. It is also found in Ireland, the USA and Canada with titles such as “Rambling Boy” and “Rude And Rambling Man“.

Botanic Gardens, Belfast, June 19th, 1998: Six songs in, a brilliant cover of The Newry Highwayman

  • Bob Dylan has occasionally performed the song live as “Newry Highwayman” or “Roving Blade”

Song İnfo wikipedia : 

LYRICS

In Newry town, where I was bred and born,
Stephen's Green now I lie in scorn.
I served my time there to the saddlers' trade,
And I always was a roving blade.

At seventeen I took a wife,
And I loved her dearer than I loved my life;
And for to keep her both neat and gay,
I went a-robbing on the King's highway.

I never robbed any poor man yet,
Nor any tradesman did I beset;*)
But I robbed lords and their ladies fair,
And brought their jewels to my heart's delight.

To Covent Garden I made my way,
With my dear wife for to see the play;
Lord Fielding's men did me pursue,
And taken was I by the cursed crew.

My father cried, "My darling son."
My wife she cried, "I am undone."
My mother tore her white locks and cried
that in the cradle I should have died.

When I am dead and in my grave
A flashy funeral pray let me have;
Six highwaymen for to carry me.
Give them broadswords and sweet liberty.

Six pretty fair maids to bear my Pall,
Give them white garlands and ribbons all.*)
And when I'm dead they will speak the truth,
He was a wild and a wicked youth.

 Dylan sings something else here

Additional fourth verse:

I robbed Lord Golding I do declare,
And Lady Mansel, in Grosvenor Square;
I shut the shutters and bad them good night.
And home I went then to my heart’s delight.

Source: https://dylanchords.info/00_misc/roving_blade.htm

 

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