On Hounslow Heath as I rode o'er
I spied a lawyer riding before
"Kind sir are you afraid
Of Turpin, that mischievous blade?"

O rare Turpin hero
O rare Turpin O

Said Turpin, "He'd ne'er find me here
I hid my money in my boot."
The lawyer says, "There's none can find
I hid my gold in my cape behind."

O rare Turpin hero
O rare Turpin O

As they were riding past the mill
Turpin commands him to stand still;
Says, "Your cloak I must cut off
My mare she needs a saddle cloth."

O rare Turpin hero
O rare Turpin O

As Turpin rode in search of prey
He spied a man on taxway;
And boldly then he bid him stand
"Your gold," he said, "I do demand."
O rare Turpin hero
O rare Turpin O

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

O rare Turpin hero
O rare Turpin O

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

O rare Turpin hero
O rare Turpin O