Lyrics
I am the thief of the highway
Rich man you better take hold
'Cause last night while you lie sleeping
I came to steal all your gold
All the king's horses, all the king's men
Surrounded the chapel to trap me within
A lady in waiting, lips red with rouge
She offered me pleasures, I could not refuse, no, no, no, no
For I was born, born for adventure, women, whiskey and sin
No, I'll never surrender, live by the sword till the end
All the king's horses, all the king's men
Were drinking and dancing, at Fezewig's Inn
They spoke of my capture and of my escape
They called it misfortune but I called it fate, no, no, no, no
For I was born, born for adventure, women, whiskey and sin
No, I'll never surrender, live by the sword till the end
Rich man you better take hold
'Cause last night while you lie sleeping
I came to steal all your gold
All the king's horses, all the king's men
Surrounded the chapel to trap me within
A lady in waiting, lips red with rouge
She offered me pleasures, I could not refuse, no, no, no, no
For I was born, born for adventure, women, whiskey and sin
No, I'll never surrender, live by the sword till the end
All the king's horses, all the king's men
Were drinking and dancing, at Fezewig's Inn
They spoke of my capture and of my escape
They called it misfortune but I called it fate, no, no, no, no
For I was born, born for adventure, women, whiskey and sin
No, I'll never surrender, live by the sword till the end
About "Born For Adventure"
Styx's 'Born For Adventure' is a leather-jacket anthem with a restless heart. Guitars chug like an engine revving at a red light, while the melody reaches for the horizon. There's a swagger here, but also a flicker of uncertainty—the open road as both promise and escape.