(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 deafman 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 sailing out

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 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

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 forty thousand 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 that

I was heading down the road

Heading down the road