I'm in the business of ghost catchin'; I look under rocks, and sometimes stones
The souls that I find, I'm fetchin', 'cause they got a price laid on them bones
Oh yes they do
So in the corners of dreams, hidden, the last of its kind will live in fear
And there it will shiver softly, and know in its heart the end is near
Oh yes it will
I'm in the business of scarecrow talkin'; I find out a lot from sticks and straw
We chat at the river, walkin', to share all the things we done and saw
Oh yes we do
Carry me down that old dark road, where the haze will fill my lungs
Lay me down in the cold black hole, where the water will reach my tongue
So in the corners of woods, waitin', I'll be a-howlin' at your fears
There you will shiver softly, and know in your heart that I am here
Oh yes you will
Carry me down that old dark road, where the haze will fill my lungs
Lay me down in the cold black hole, where the water will reach my tongue
Carry me down that old dark road, where the haze will fill my lungs
Lay me down in the cold black hole, where the water will reach my tongue
Carry me down that old dark road, where the haze will fill my lungs
Lay me down in the cold black hole, where the water will reach my tongue
Carry me down that old dark road, where the haze will fill my lungs
Lay me down in the cold black hole, where the water will reach my tongue