Now you children gather round and listen
Listen good
The story
I'm about to tell ya
I don't tell too often
Fact is, I don't tell it at all, anymore
Last time I told this story a couple folks went out and got themselves killed
Now, the only reason I'm telling ya now, is because you're my family
And I gotta protect you
But you gotta know that there's something out there
I don't know who, or what it is
But it drives a long, black hearse
And it's waiting for people
It's just out there waiting
There was a little nursery rhyme folks would laugh and joke about, but
I ain't gonna repeat it
But the one thing I will tell ya
When that hearse comes by, whatever you do, don't you dare
Don't you dare let it hear you laugh
