King Of Souls

I’m the Scarecrowman, I’m swingin’
Swingin’ I’m the Scarecrowman,
Swingin’ swingin’ from the hangin’
Tree the clock-clock-clock

On the wall is ticking away
My time-the sentence is
Past, now I’m paying for my
Crimes-I reach out-out for the

Hands of time, but they’re
Out of reach I said I reach out
Out for the setting sun but
It’s out gone out of my reach

The dust in the wind is blowing its
Way back to Horror Hill little girls
Voodoo dolly sitting-on the windows sill
The broken glass sparkles in the light sign

On the door tells me no one home tonight
Said I’m the Scarecrowman wasting
Away and I’m swingin’ swingin’
On the hangin’ tree