Demons on his black steed

Racing through forests night

His heads is nowhere to be found

It's a terryfying sight

Hew scours 'round the countryside

Silver blade in hand

No citizen is safe tonight

He gets what he demands



In sleepy hollow (your head is up for grabs)

In sleepy hollow (fear for your life)

In sleepy hollow (it's you he seeks to find)

In sleepy hollow (beware the night)



When you least expect it

When the horseman strikes

He flies out of the darkness

You sense something's not right

He wields his sword, you hear the steel

He's bearing down on you

You pray to god to spare your life

Then slice, you know you're thru



He's got some heads, now you would think

His nights work was through

Not until the sunrise, will he stop hunting you

His stolen skull must be returned

So he can rest in peace

Until then it seems my friend

You're probably dead meat