Lyrics

(Do-do-do-do-do-do) (Do-do-do-do-do-do) Now, gather round, on that lucid day What goes on when it gets late Long about midnight, and ghosts, and banshees Get together for a jamboree There's ghosts for the pawns and sauce of eyes Some had fangs about this size Some short and fat, some tall and thin Some don't even bother to wear their skin (Oh, and a hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman Some don't even bother to wear their skin (Oh, and a hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (I'll show them that I can get a head) And the spooks have a midnight jamboree They beak it up with a fiendish glee (Ghosts are bad, but the one that's cursed) Is the Headless Horseman, he's the worst When he goes a-jogging across the land Holding his [magnet?] right in his hand Demons take one look and groan (And the heads will roll to parts unknown) (Oh, and a hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman Some don't even bother to wear their skin (Oh, and a hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (I'll show them that I can get a head) Well there's a... (Ghosts don't like him and he's really hurt) He's [masked?] 'till the longest day he's dead (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Y-y-y-you better) Close all the windows (lock all the doors) Unless you got boo oh, he'll get yours ([?]) Part him in the middle or wear a wig (Black or white, or even red) The Headless Horseman needs a head (Oh, and a hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman Some don't even bother to wear their skin (Oh, and a hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (Hip-hip-hop) Headless Horseman (I'll show them that I can get a head) Well there's a... (Ghosts don't like him and he's really hurt) He's [masked?] 'till the longest day, he's dead (With a hip-hip-hip and a clipity-clop) Why, he's out looking for a head to chop Don't start or figure out a plan 'Cause you can't reason with a headless man (With a hip-hip-hip and a clipity-clop, look out... Ahhh!) Well there's a... (Ghosts don't like him and he's really hurt) (I'll show them that I can get a head)
Writer(s): Gene Depaul, Don Raye 1 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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