Goblin Song

 

Down along the river by the shady old slough

There's a hole in the ground where the water runs through.

It rushes down, down, like sand through a sieve

And it trickles through the cave 

Where the goblins live.

On a moonlight night there's an awesome sound

When the goblins creep and crawl

from their hole in the ground.

They stomp and they snarl, They hiss and they boo,

And they dance around the hole Where the water runs through.

Dance, dance, by threes and by twos,

You crusty old goblins in your pointy little shoes.

Dance, dance, till the sky turns blue,

And then tumble down the hole 

Where the water runs through.

So you'd better be careful if you're walking by the slough

When the fireflies glimmer and the moon does too.

A rustle in the bushes means the goblins are there,

And they'll pepper you with pine tar 

And tangle up your hair.

They'll grab you by the ear and make you listen to their moans,

And the noises coming out of them will rattle all your bones.

It's a terrible cacophony, a horrifying din

When from underneath the buckbrush 

The gnomes join in!

Dance, dance, by threes and by twos,

You crusty old goblins in your pointy little shoes.

Dance, dance, till the sky turns blue,

And then tumble down the hole 

where the water runs through.

Happy Halloween!