Yankee Doodle came to town
Riding on a pony
Stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni
She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night
She’ll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She’ll be coming round the mountain when she comes
Coming round the mountain, she’ll be coming round the mountain,
Coming round the mountain when she comes
She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes
She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes
She’ll be driving six white horses, she’ll be driving six white horses,
Driving six white horses when she comes
I said to the undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord I hate to see her go
Will the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye Lord, bye and bye
There’s a better home awaiting
In the sky Lord, in the sky
Tonight the circle is meeting again
Who will be the first to fall in trance?
In here, nobody is sensing the rain
Tonight, the spirit will glance
So as they’re approaching ghostly hour
Seven people here are joining hands
They think they know the spirit to appear
Contact, the table starts to dance
Set me up to the Spirit in the Sky
That’s where I’m gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
I’m gonna go to the place that’s the best
Now troubles are many, they’re as deep as a well
I can swear there ain’t no heaven but I pray there ain’t no hell
Swear there ain’t no heaven and I pray there ain’t no hell
But I’ll never know by living, only my dying will tell
Yes, only my dying will tell, yeah, only my dying will tell
In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Jesus, gonna make up my dyin’ bed
All my trials Lord, soon be over.
Hush little baby, don’t you cry
You know your mama was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin’ for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin’ for to carry me home.
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan’ go home
So hoist up the John B’s sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
Everybody, listen to me
And return me my ship
I’m your captain, I’m your captain
Though I’m feeling mighty sick
On the good ship lollipop
it’s a sweet trip to the candy shop
where bon-bons play,
on the sunny beach of peppermint bay
Cool cherry cream, nice apple tart
I feel your taste all the time we’re apart
Coconut fudge really blows down those blues
But you’ll have to have them all pulled out after the Savoy truffle
Savoy, the home of sweet romance,
Savoy, it wins you with a glance,
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Heaven, I’m in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek.
I won’t dance, don’t ask me
I won’t dance, don’t ask me
I won’t dance, Madame, with you
My heart won’t let my feet do the things they should do
Eternal addiction towards those eyes
(Gods) didn’t you believe my earthbound call?
Slipping into the hidden sun
Intoxicated by an endless fall
I won’t dance
I won’t dance within despair
I won’t dance
The elder’s orient
Trembling, crawling across my skin.
Feeling your cold dead eyes, stealing the life of mine.
I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies.
I won’t last long, in this world so wrong.
Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight.
Don’t you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight