Song A Day #268: Scary Hill
27They called it scary hill and we were all afraid
They called it scary hill as we sledded through the day
Sliding down too fast you'll end up in the creek
You'd end up Scary hill and joint the other souls
Wheel barrow wood tabagon doing barrel rolls
Snow face misplaced among the evergreens
And every halloween
The adults would make a scene
The things we didn't see
That frightened me the most
Grapes like eyeballs
Witches making catcalls
But down on scary hill there's some kind of ghost
Singing
Do you know me
Yes I know you
Will you follow me up the hill?
I'll present you
King tree queen tree
Just listening to the rustling of their leaves
Let's go to scary hill and build a wall of bricks
line the floor with maple leaves and the roof is made of sticks
These walls these walls protect us from the hill
And a car goes by
And something is awry
Don't take the corner fast you'll end up in the ditch
Station wagon families
Old folks and drunk teens
But up on scary hill there's some kind of witch
Do you know me
Yes I know you
You are the reason I can't sit still
I hear the rustling
See my breath
And I won't follow you up the hill
But I'll present you king tree queen
Listen to the rustling of their leaves