There was a mummy at the fair, all ...
The people passed, but didn't care ...
so tell me if ...
Who are you? Who ...
Where have you been, ...?
Well, Andrew McCrew ...
'Cause though he died long ago ...
Down on nightmare alley, where ...
a hobo came a-hikin' on a ...
Well he hopped a freight in Dallas....
But on a turn he slipped, ....
and he fell in-...
Verso 2: (same chords as first throughout all other verses)
