ᗩᘻᗩᘉᕲᗩᘿᘻᓍ᙭ᓰᖶᗩ - The Graveyard Prom (Original)

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A slow, swaying, melancholic tune about a midnight dance with a ghost.
(Verse 1)
The grandfather clock strikes a quarter to three
The fog settles thick on the old willow tree
I put on my finest silk suit and my tie
And walk to the place where the cold shadows lie
To meet you beneath the old iron gate
(Chorus)
Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom
Under the watch of the midnight bomb
The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat
As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet
My ghostly, eternal sweetheart
(Verse 2)
You wear a white dress made of spiders and lace
With a pale, vintage veil hiding half of your face
The moonlight catches the ring on your hand
As we drift to the sound of a phantom brass band
Playing a song from a forgotten year
(Chorus)
Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom
Under the watch of the midnight bomb
The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat
As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet
My ghostly, eternal sweetheart
(Verse 3)
The tombstones are shining like polished old glass
As we waltz through the weeds and the overgrown grass
The owls in the thicket are crying a tune
A tragic duet with the white-silver moon
For a romance that died in the spring
(Chorus)
Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom
Under the watch of the midnight bomb
The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat
As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet
My ghostly, eternal sweetheart
(Verse 4)
You whisper a secret that chills to the bone
How lonely it gets when you sleep all alone
I tell you I’d gladly give up the bright sun
To stay in this dark till the world is all done
And leave all my worries behind
(Chorus)
Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom
Under the watch of the midnight bomb
The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat
As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet
My ghostly, eternal sweetheart
(Verse 5)
The rooster is crowing, the dawn's getting near
Your cold misty fingers begin to appear
You fade like the smoke from a dying campfire
Leaving me caught in this gothic desire
Until the next midnight we meet
(Chorus)
Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom
Under the watch of the midnight bomb
The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat
As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet
My ghostly, eternal sweetheart

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A slow, swaying, melancholic tune about a midnight dance with a ghost. (Verse 1) The grandfather clock strikes a quarter to three The fog settles thick on the old willow tree I put on my finest silk suit and my tie And walk to the place where the cold shadows lie To meet you beneath the old iron gate (Chorus) Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom Under the watch of the midnight bomb The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet My ghostly, eternal sweetheart (Verse 2) You wear a white dress made of spiders and lace With a pale, vintage veil hiding half of your face The moonlight catches the ring on your hand As we drift to the sound of a phantom brass band Playing a song from a forgotten year (Chorus) Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom Under the watch of the midnight bomb The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet My ghostly, eternal sweetheart (Verse 3) The tombstones are shining like polished old glass As we waltz through the weeds and the overgrown grass The owls in the thicket are crying a tune A tragic duet with the white-silver moon For a romance that died in the spring (Chorus) Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom Under the watch of the midnight bomb The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet My ghostly, eternal sweetheart (Verse 4) You whisper a secret that chills to the bone How lonely it gets when you sleep all alone I tell you I’d gladly give up the bright sun To stay in this dark till the world is all done And leave all my worries behind (Chorus) Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom Under the watch of the midnight bomb The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet My ghostly, eternal sweetheart (Verse 5) The rooster is crowing, the dawn's getting near Your cold misty fingers begin to appear You fade like the smoke from a dying campfire Leaving me caught in this gothic desire Until the next midnight we meet (Chorus) Oh, we’re dancing tonight at the graveyard prom Under the watch of the midnight bomb The crickets are singing a three-quarter beat As we sway in the mist with our frozen feet My ghostly, eternal sweetheart

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