The Great Pixley Train Robbery

To your hands I give you Aboard from Hawaii A ship they call Northern Light A fugitive, one of three highway men Who stopped the Pixley train that night About 8pm, 22 February We forced 7 thousand in gold Two were killed in the melee A fireman of the train And a passenger from Modesto The leader was an insurance agent, this I know The third man set for remote islands near the equator When they found the ship Would not put in there There's reason to believe he set her on fire When our bomb exploded Buck shot unloaded We three made off in dire To the Right Honorable American council To the Hawaiian king I swear before notary To make a clean breast of the whole thing In hope of salvation, for surely I'll be found before port Before postal authorities can act I surrender myself unto the reward Since I was taken From the Napa Asylum And put on a whaler for my own good I told the captain not to let me ashore Except under guard If no faith is placed In this letter You're letting a brigand free The passenger coaches Were not molested, violence I can't see