Dick Turpin, Highwayman Horrible Histories (Ft. Mathew Baynton)

[Intro]
Everyone thinks they know the story of Dick Turpin's highway glory
But my past is far more gory; was no saint
You think life is one big antic
My profession is romantic
Hate to be pedantic, but it ain't
(Huh!)

[Verse]
As a butcher down in Essex, I was handy with a knife
Had a sideline as a poacher; led a less than honest life
The notorious gang of Gregory liked my style and dedication
They signed me up and gave me areal robber's education
We rampaged through the Essex farms
We stole and robbed and fought
But when the law came for us, I escaped and they got caught

[Chorus]
I became I highway man
Was daylight robbery (Huh!)
I was no Prince Charming
Nothing dandy about me (Huh!)

[Verse 2]
The truth is, I was violent
And with my good mate, Matt King
Robbed travelers at gunpoint; money, watches, anything
My horse, it wasn't called Black Bess, although that's what you've read
Was no romantic hero
Shot not one but two men dead
The legend that surrounds me misses out the crucial part
I was a ruthless killer with a ruthless killer's heart