"The Ballad of Jhon Bobbity Gobblesmith" (A quirky, upbeat folk tune with a whimsical, storytelling vibe. Think banjo, fiddle, and acoustic guitar layered with a playful rhythm.) (Intro) (Banjo strumming with a jaunty fiddle melody) Oh, gather ‘round, let me spin you a tale, ‘Bout a girl named Jhon who was anything but pale. With a name so strange and a laugh so loud, Jhon Bobbity Gobblesmith always drew a crowd. (Verse 1) She lived on a hill where the goblins play, With a goat named Gus and a cat named Faye. She wore bright socks that didn’t match, And a coat she claimed was enchanted with patch. She brewed up potions in her crooked shack, Sold love spells cheap, but there’s no money back. With a wink and a grin, she’d take your coin, And laugh as you’d wonder what you’d just joined. (Chorus) Oh, Jhon Bobbity Gobblesmith, wild and free, A keeper of secrets and oddities. With a goblin's charm and a witch’s flair, There’s magic and madness in the air. (Verse 2) She danced by moonlight with pots on her feet, Made stew from nettles and weeds for a treat. Her hair like fire, her eyes like the sea, Jhon Bobbity was as strange as could be. Once she sang to a crow, perched on a rail, He told her the secrets of an ancient tale. Now she hums that tune to ward off fear, And the goblins howl when they hear it near. (Chorus) Oh, Jhon Bobbity Gobblesmith, wild and free, A keeper of secrets and oddities. With a goblin's charm and a witch’s flair, There’s magic and madness in the air. (Bridge) (Fiddle solo with a jaunty jig rhythm, banjo and tambourine joining in) She’s the queen of the weird, the empress of fun, If you’re feeling down, she’ll give you the sun. But don’t cross her path, or play her for a fool, She’s got tricks up her sleeve and a goblin's rule! (Verse 3) Now the town folks whisper of the things she’s done, How she painted the mayor’s horse just for fun. But when trouble brews, and the skies turn gray, They all call Jhon, and she saves the day. She’s got a heart of gold and a spirit so wild, A friend to the lost, every odd little child. So here’s to the girl with the curious name, Jhon Bobbity Gobblesmith, queen of the game. (Chorus) Oh, Jhon Bobbity Gobblesmith, wild and free, A keeper of secrets and oddities. With a goblin's charm and a witch’s flair, There’s magic and madness in the air. (Outro) (Banjo slows with soft fiddle chords) So raise a glass to the girl on the hill, With her enchanted coat and her fearless will. Jhon Bobbity Gobblesmith, we all agree, You’re the strangest soul, and that’s the key. (Final strum fades with the sound of a goblin’s giggle and a distant crow's caw.)
