Lyrics

Just got off from work, it was awful late I had to pass the cemetary gate The sky was dark and the moon was bright It was a very, very, cold, cold night I never thought I could see such a sight A poor soul doing the dead mans stroll Just then I saw that gate and hall Must have been going to a dead mans ball May not believe it but it has to be told A poor soul doing the dead mans stroll The whole line! I wasn't sure there, was nothing to trail We went on strolling for miles and miles Just before I The last turn I was home I was now doing the dead mans stroll Bee-doo-bee-doo Bee-doo-bee-doo Bee-doo-bee-doo
Writer(s): Hawkins, Lowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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