Traditional fright folk standard of mysterious origin.
lyrics
'Twas in autumn my lady did fall
Like the leaves to the ground as embers
Her body grew cold as the wind which blowed
through the trees that September
That night as I wept for my love
Whom I buried quite sorely before me
A sound so faint did me awake
From beyond my bed chamber doorway
"Rattle-tee-tum
Rattle-tee-tee"
Like the sound of her jewelry
"OoO wAh OoO!"
It cannot be...
for i buried her on a Tuesday.
The clatter creeps closer
Through my darkened room
and the scent of roses and soil
I canst nearly see what's in front of me
Through the air black as oil
Now 'tis rattling by my bed
Distinctly, i know 'tis her necklace
She's come to avenge her lover who killed her
Soon, I too, will be headless!
"Rattle-tee-tum
Rattle-tee-tee"
Like the sound of her jewelry
"OoO wAh OoO!"
It cannot be...
for i buried her on a Tuesday.
