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Turpin Hero

Canadian folk singer performs traditional English ballad "Turpin Hero" (Roud 621). Chords and lyrics below. Support this channel on Patreon:   / jessefergusonmusic   Jesse on Apple Music:   / jesse-ferguson   Jesse on YouTube Music:    / jesse ferguson - topic   Jesse on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/5heCd... Jesse on Amazon Music: https://www.amazon.com/Shanties-Whali... Jesse's Website: http://www.jessefergusonmusic.com Jesse's Facebook:   / bardofcornwall   Turpin Hero (traditional [Roud 621], arrang. J. Ferguson, 2024) Capo @ 2 V1. Am On Hounslow Heath as I rode o'er Am I spied a lawyer ridin’ before. C "Kind Sir,” says I, “ain’t you afraid Am G of Turpin, that mischievous blade?" Chorus: Am G Oh, rare Turpin hero! Am G Am Oh, rare Turpin, oh! V2. “Turpin ne’er would find my loot. I hid my money in my boot." Lawyer says, "No one can find. I hid my gold in my cape behind." V3. As they was 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." V4. As Turpin rode in search of prey he met an exciseman on the way. And boldly then bid him stand. "Your gold," he said, "I do demand!" V5. Turpin then without remorse knocked him quite from off his horse and left him on the ground to sprawl while he rode off with his gold and all. V6. As Turpin rode on Salisbury plain he met Lord Judge with all his train; and hero-like he did approach and robbed that Judge within his coach. V7. Oh, Turpin he at last was took for the shooting of a dung-hill cock. And carried straight into a jail where his ill luck he does bewail. V8. Now, Turpin is condemned to die, to hang upon yon gallows high. His legacy is a strong rope for the shooting of a dung-hill cock.