Hello there, Texas, whatcha say?
Are you whistling in the dark just to scare the ghost away?
I know there's something following me that I can't see
Someone sure laid an awful hex on me
A hex? Ah, Tex, that's pretty far-fetched
Man, I'd think you're just a little bit tetched
If you'd got a load of what I saw last night
You'd pass the Yankee Clipper on its maiden flight
Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away
When I came home last night at three
The man was waitin' there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all
Go away, go away
Don't you come back anymore
Go away, go away
And please, don't slam the door
Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away
