It twas ten mins till one
And the trees were white as bone
The stars were twinkling high
In the forest someone will die
MaryBeth with her long black hair
Washes her black dress with care
Tonight she will go to the dance
With her neighbor Vance
MaryBeth sits waiting
waiting waiting
MaryBeth sits waiting for Vance
Twelve mins till three
"Oh were can he be?!"
MaryBeth slides open her door
Picks the hem of her dress off the floor
She stumbles on the road
As a stream nearby flowed
She sat down waiting
waiting waiting
Waiting for her Vance to come for her
The wind blew and leaves flow in a stir
Out came a man with a terrible shadow
He took a bow
From MaryBeth's dress
And killed her without a mess
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