Turpin Hero Songtext
von Jake Bugg

On Hounslow Heath as I rode o′er
I spied a lawyer riding before
"Kind sir, you afraid of Turpin?
That mischievous blade?"

Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh

Said Turpin he'd never find me here
I hid my money in my boot
The lawyer says no one can find
I hid my gold in my cape behind

Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh

As they were riding past the mill
Turpin commands him to stand still
He says your cloak I must cut off
My mare she needs a saddle cloth

Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh


Turpin rode in search of prey
He spied a man on taxi-way
And boldly then bid him stand
Your gold he said I do demand

Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh

And Turpin then without remorse
He knocked him quite from off his horse
Left him on the ground to spall
While he rode off with his gold and all

Oh, rare Turpin, hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh

Turpin is condemned to die
To hang upon the gallows high
His legacy is a strong rope
For the shooting of a dung-hill cock


Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh
Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh
Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh
Oh, rare Turpin hero
Oh, rare Turpin, oh