The Flash Lad Songtext
von Brass Monkey

When I was eighteen I took a wife
I loved her dearly as I loved my life
And to maintain her both fine and gay
I went a robbing, I went a robbing on the King′s High Way
I never robbed any poor man yet
And I was never in a tradesman's debt
But I robbed the lords and the ladies gay
And I carried home the gold, carried home the gold
To my love straightway
To Cupid′s garden I did away
To Cupid's garden to see a play
Lord Fielding's gang there did me pursue
And I was taken, I was taken
By that cursed crew
My father cried "Oh my darling son" My wife she wept and cried "I am undone"
My mother tore her white locks and cried
"Oh in his cradle, in his cradle
He should have died"
And when I′m dead and go to my grave
A flashy funeral don′t let me have
Let umbered hall robbers follow me
Give them good broadswords, give them
Good broadswords their liberty
Let six pretty maidens bear up my pall
And let them have white gloves and ribbons all
That they may say when they speak the truth
"There goes a wild youth, there goes a wild
And a wicked youth"