Left my heart on Chapel Hill
When I put him in the ground
I buried him deep, so as not to stink
When the sheriff comes sniffing around
She buried my heart on Chapel Hill
And rotting so, I smell her still
When the bells turn, and the leaves are all burnt
She’ll return to Chapel Hill
I roped up his fingers
Burnt with flesh and rotting splinters
My mother warned me of boys like this!
So I kissed the demons, hope devours
I took his lips to take his power
And never again would he be able to kiss
She stands by my grave once a year
To come and say “I love you, but had to take your life.”
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
Adored her so but have no doubt
Eventually would have made her my wife
If only we’d made it out alive…
Now I’m biding time ’til I get mine
“Everybody’s walking on my grave I can’t believe—“
And my body washes up on the river banks
“Bugs are rotting, worms are crawling, everyone’s forgotten me!”
Until that day know I will
“It’s clear, my dear, that you won’t be buried within an inch of me!”
Once a year, return to Chapel Hill
Once a year, return to Chapel Hill
When I put him in the ground
I buried him deep, so as not to stink
When the sheriff comes sniffing around
She buried my heart on Chapel Hill
And rotting so, I smell her still
When the bells turn, and the leaves are all burnt
She’ll return to Chapel Hill
I roped up his fingers
Burnt with flesh and rotting splinters
My mother warned me of boys like this!
So I kissed the demons, hope devours
I took his lips to take his power
And never again would he be able to kiss
She stands by my grave once a year
To come and say “I love you, but had to take your life.”
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
Adored her so but have no doubt
Eventually would have made her my wife
If only we’d made it out alive…
Now I’m biding time ’til I get mine
“Everybody’s walking on my grave I can’t believe—“
And my body washes up on the river banks
“Bugs are rotting, worms are crawling, everyone’s forgotten me!”
Until that day know I will
“It’s clear, my dear, that you won’t be buried within an inch of me!”
Once a year, return to Chapel Hill
Once a year, return to Chapel Hill
( This Way to the Egress )
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