Elizabeth sleeps alone
The Mississippi sun rolled on and on
She runs through fields of dreams
With untamed things that bring her home
She barely remembers the girl she was back then
Time took the years
And sometimes she thinks of the boy
But the memories fade with April's tears
It's okay I say but I could be wrong
'Cause it sounds like something out of Edgar Allan Poe
Like Annabel Lee she lived by the sea
'Til a chilling, killing wind began to blow, oh no, oh no
Elizabeth walks through the trees
The mists and the breeze follow endlessly
She silently enters his gate
She waits for his fate so patiently
It's okay I say, but I could be wrong
'Cause it sounds like something out of Edgar Allan Poe
The Telltale heart, it tore me apart
When I think of that little beady eye that glowed, oh no, oh no
Elizabeth sleeps on the hill
As the whippoorwill sings his sad song
Come morning they're breaking the ground
Fifty-six years gone waiting alone
It's okay I say, but I could be wrong
'Cause it sounds like something out of Edgar Allan Poe
The Raven nevermore, rapping at my door
Surely your forgiveness I implore, Lenore, Lenore
Elizabeth sleeps alone
The Mississippi sun rolls on and on
