- 
On Hounslow Heath as I rode o'er
                   - 
I spied a lawyer riding before

"Kind sir,  are 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;

Says, "Your cloak I must cut off,
                      
My mare she needs a saddle cloth"
            
Oh rare Turpin hero
             
Oh rare Turpin oh



                   - 
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"
            
Oh rare Turpin hero
            
Oh rare Turpin oh



                   - 
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. 
            
Oh rare Turpin hero
            
Oh rare Turpin oh



(strumming once for each chord) 
                  - 
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

            
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 oh oh