[Intro]
Now gather round while I elucidate
On what goes on outside when it gets late
Along about midnight, the ghosts and banshees
Get together for their nightly jamboree
There's those with horns and saucer eyes
Some with fangs about this size

Some short and fat
Some tall and thin
And some don't even bother to wear their skin
I'm telling ya, brother, it's a frightful sight
To see what goes on in the night

[Verse 1]
When the spooks have a midnight jamboree
They break it up with fiendish glee
Ghosts are bad, but the onе that's cursed
Is the Headlеss Horseman, he's the worst
When he goes a-joggin' 'cross the land
Holdin' his noggin in his hand
Demons take one look and groan
And hit the road for parts unknown

There's no rack like a spook who's spurned
They don't like him, and he's really burned
He swears to the longest day he's dead
He'll show them that he can get a head
[Verse 2]
Oh close the windows
And lock the doors
Unless you're careful
He'll get yours
Don't think he'll hesitate a bit
'Cause he'll trim your top if it'll fit
And he likes them little, he likes them 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 lookin' for a head to chop
So don't stop to figure out a plan
You can't reason with a headless man