MACABRE MINSTRELS LYRICS
EP: "Morbid Campfire Songs" (2002)
1. Tom Dooley2. The Geins
3. In The Mountains
4. The Cat Came Back
5. Found A Peanut
1. Tom Dooley
Throughout history, there's been many songs written about different killers. This one is the story of a sheriff Grayson, a beautiful young woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley... Tomorrow morning at sunrise, Tom Dooley... must hang...
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry;
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you're bound to die.
I met her on the mountain,
There I took her life;
I killed her on the mountain,
Stabbed her with my knife.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry;
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you're bound to die.
This time tomorrow,
They'll be hanging me;
If it wasn't for sheriff Grayson,
I'd been in Tennessee.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry;
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you're bound to die.
This time tomorrow,
Reckon where I'll be;
Down in some lonesome valley,
Hangin' from a white oak tree.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry;
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you're bound to die.
Poor boy, you're bound to die...
2. The Geins
A long time ago in Wisconsin
There was four in the family, whose name was the Geins
They were shunning the city with the birth of their two born
The Mother just hated all of the boozing whores
There'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies
A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string
Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born
The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse
Now Mom's seen some sinning and it gave her pain
She said in fact, I'm going to make it change
She said hey Father know what, I'll tell you what to do
To Plainfield we're going to move
Ed gets some of the Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies
A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string
Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born
The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse
Then no one was there with Ed all alone
He was digging up graves in the dark, just as his brain started going
He bought books on cannibals and sex changes too
And he called out, as he read through
Hey Mom, I got your Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies
A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string
Mother cried loath the whores in Ed's brain was soaring
And he just would make things from an old woman's corpse
When no one was out Ed was robbing graves
Taking home the bodies, playing silly games
Sticking and slashing when his brain was soar
All those willing gruesome whores
They'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies
A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string
Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born
The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse
Corpse art sort of soothing, but drifting with the time
Two women looked much like his Mom so they died
The authorities came around and escorted him away
And that's why he'd never see another corpse to this very day
You'll see Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies
A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string
Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born
The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse
3. In The Mountains
Alfred Packer went into the mountains
with his mining team
They were looking for gold in the mountains
to be rich and happy
They were lost while it snowed in the mountains
then met an Indian chief
The chief said there's death in the mountains
go back or death you'll meet
Alfred said there's gold in the mountains
convinced his mining team
They were starving walking in the mountains
with little food to eat
In a trapper's hut high in the mountains
their last meal they would eat
When the men fell asleep in the mountains
Alfred killed his mining team
Alfred searched the men in the mountains
and took all their money
Alfred sat and stared in the mountains
at his dead mining team
He cut up the men in the mountains
for some food to eat
Found a town walking back from the mountains
and went to take a peek
Left the meat in the snow in the mountains
then off to town was he
Went to jail for his deeds in the mountains
and was finally released
4. The Cat Came Back
Now old Mr. Johnson had troubles of his own,
He had a yellow cat that wouldn't leave his home,
He tried and he tried to get that cat away,
Gave it to a man going far away.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away.
Now the man around the corner swore he'd kill the cat on sight,
He loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamites,
He waited and he waited for the cat to come around,
Ninety-seven pieces of the man is all they found.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away.
Gave it to a little boy with a dollar note,
Told him for to take it up the river in a boat,
They tied a rope around its neck it must've weighed a pound,
Now they drag the river for the little boy it's drowned.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away.
Gave it to man going up in a balloon,
Told him for to take it to the man on the Moon,
The balloon came down about 90 miles away,
Where he is now, I dare not say.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away.
They gave it to a man going way out west,
Told him for to take it to the one he loved the best,
First, the train hit the curve, then it jumped the rail,
Not a soul was left behind to tell the gruesome tale.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away, away, away, away.
Away across the ocean he did send the cat at last,
Vessel out alone today taking water fast,
People all began to pray the boat began to toss,
A great big gust of wind came by and every soul was lost.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away.
On a telegraph wire, sparrows sitting in a bunch,
The cat was feeling hungry, thought she'd like them for a lunch,
Climb softly up the pole, when she reached the top,
Put her foot in the electric wire, which tied her in a knot.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away.
Now the cat was a possessor of a family of a own,
With seven little kittens and along came a cyclone,
Blew the houses all apart and tossed the cat around,
The air was full of kittens and not a one was found.
But the cat came back, the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought she was a goner,
But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away, away, away, away,
Just wouldn't stay away.
5. Found A Peanut
Found a peanut found a peanut found a peanut just now
I just now found a peanut, found a peanut just now
Cracked it open cracked it open cracked it open just now
I just now cracked it open, cracked it open just now
It was rotten it was rotten it was rotten just now
It just now was rotten, it was rotten just now
Ate it anyhow ate it anyhow ate it anyhow just now
I just now ate it anyhow, ate it anyhow just now
Got sick got sick got sick just now
I just now got sick, got sick just now
Then I died then I died then I died just now
I just now up and died, I died just now
Went to heaven went to heaven went to heaven just now
I just now went to heaven, went to heaven just now
Found the gates locked found the gates locked found the gates locked just now
I just now found the gates locked, found the gates locked just now
Went the other place went the other place went the other place just now
I just now went the other place, went the other place just now
Down there down there down there, just now
Just now down there, down there just now
Line-up:
Corporate Death : Vocals / Acoustic Guitars
Nefarious : Acoustic Guitars / Bass / Vocals
All songs by Shel Silverstein, parody lyrics by Macabre.
2002 Decomposed Records
Thanks to sh_wildchild for sending these lyrics.
Thanks to arseniccorpse for sending track #4 lyrics.
Corporate Death : Vocals / Acoustic Guitars
Nefarious : Acoustic Guitars / Bass / Vocals
All songs by Shel Silverstein, parody lyrics by Macabre.
2002 Decomposed Records
Thanks to sh_wildchild for sending these lyrics.
Thanks to arseniccorpse for sending track #4 lyrics.
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MACABRE MINSTRELS LYRICS
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