(Roamin' Thro' the Gloamin' With) 40.000 Headman

Forty thousand headmen couldn't make me change my mind If I had to take the choice between the deaf man and the blind I know just where my feet should go, and that's enough for me So I turned around and knocked them down and walked across the sea Hadn't traveled very far when suddenly I saw Three small ships a-sailing off towards a distant shore So lighting up a cigarette, I followed in pursuit And found a secret cave where they obviously stashed their loot Oh, filling up my pockets, even stuffed it up my nose I must have weighed a hundred tons between my head and toes I ventured forth before the dawn had time to change its mind And soaring high above the clouds, I found a golden shrine Laying down my treasure before the iron gate Quickly rang the bell, hoping I hadn't come too late Then someone came along and told me not to waste my time And when I asked him who he was, he said, "Just look behind" Well, I turned around and forty thousand headmen hit the dirt Firing 20 shotguns each, and man, it really hurt But luckily for me, they had to stop and then reload And by the time they'd done that, I was heading down the road Heading down the road Heading down the road Rolling and rambling Rolling and rambling Rolling and rambling With forty thousand headmen on my trail Ooh Forty thousand headmen on my trail Thank you