A little ditty for Halloweenie
Hi. My name is Hobart.
This is Skip.
And this is Al.
Pleased to meet you I'm sure.
Story behind the song
This is an arrangement of a song written by a friend of ours.
Lyrics
Graveyard Shuffle
Curtis Cameron/Jill Marshal-Work
Moonlight, midnight, shadows made of stone.
The boys are getting' nervous and they wish that they were home
Shouldered spades, a grim parade, a body must be moved.
Three men enter darkness so a murder can't be proved.
They do the graveyard shuffle
It's an age old sin.
A shallow secret never keeps, so they dig it up again.
They do the graveyard shuffle
A cover up re-done.
A manic dance, a midnight moon, the shuffle has begun.
Earthworms, hearts squirm as dirt begins to fly.
Their work unearths the crime for which they have no alibi.
In mortal dread, vows are said, the truth must not be known.
Silence must be promised or their cover could be blown.
They do the graveyard shuffle
It's an age old sin
A shallow secret never keeps so they dig it up again
They do the graveyard shuffle
A race to beat the dawn
A proven fix, with spades and picks, the shuffle still goes on
But one man starts to waiver on the part he's asked to play
And dares to speak out loud of things he really shouldn't say
In fear the others whisper, for they're guilty of this deed
And if their crime's discovered, it's the gallows, guaranteed.
Guaranteed!
Wills clash, eyes flash, a shovel blade is swung.
A broken shadow groans aloud. The boys are down by one.
Double deep, twin secrets keep, the grave's now dug for two.
Without a word on what's occurred, the boys know what to do.
They dance the graveyard shuffle
There's no more to explain
Three went in and two came out, with one doomed to remain
They did the graveyard shuffle
Silent and discreet
Six feet down in unhallowed ground, the shuffle is complete.
It's called the graveyard shuffle
It's an age old sin
But buried secrets never keep.
You can dig 'em up again
