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 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 sailin' towards a distant shore So lighting up a cigarette I followed in pursuit And found a secret cave where they obviously stashed their loot
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 it's mind And soaring high above the clouds I found a golden shrine.
Laying down my treasure before the iron gate Quickly rang the bell, hoped I hadn't come too late But someone came along and told me not to waste my time And when I asked him who he was he said "Just look behind"
So I turned around and 40,000 headmen bit the dirt Firing twenty 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 I was heading down the road.
Heading down the road, Forty thousand headmen on my trailTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
