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