Go Tell Aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody That every-body's dead I was raised in a deep and dark hole A prisoner with no parole They locked me up and took my soul Shamed of what they'd made Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody That every-body's dead I call to him and he will come She'll answer him like he's the one His arm's outstretched, but when she's done He'll be torn apart Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody Go, tell aunt Rhody That every-body's Every-body's Every-body's Dead