The Headless Horseman

Ya-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Now gather 'round while I elucidate

On what happens outside when it gets late

Along about midnight, the ghosts and banshees

Get together for their nightly jamborees

There's ghosts with horns and saucer eyes

And some with fangs about this size

Some short and fat, some tall and thin

And some don't even bother to wear their sin

I'm telling you, brother, it's a frightful sight

To see what goes on in the night

When the spooks have a midnight jamboree

They break it up with fiendish glee

Ghosts are bad, but the one that's cursed

Is the Headless Horseman, he's the worst

When he goes a-joggin' across the land

Holding his noggin in his hand

Demons take one look and groan

And hit the road for parts unknown

There's no wrath like the spook that's spurned

They don't like him and he's really burned

Swears through the longest day he's dead

He shows them that he can get a head

So close all the windows, lock the doors

Unless you're careful, he'll get yours

Don't think he'll hesitate a bit

'Cause he'll flip your top if it'll fit

And he likes 'em little, likes 'em big

Part in the middle, or a wig

Black or white, or even red

The Headless Horseman needs a head

With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop

He's out looking for a head to chop

So don't stop to figure out a plan

You can't reason with a headless man

Now if you doubt this, there is so

I met that spook just a year ago

No, I didn't stop for a second look

But I made for the bridge that spans the brook

For once you cross that bridge, my friends

The ghost is gone, his power ends

So when you're ridin' home tonight

Make for the bridge with all your might

He'll be down in the hollow there

He'll need your head, look out, beware

With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop

He's out looking for a head to chop

So don't stop to figure out a plan

You can't reason with a headless man