You can laugh, you can dance, you can piddle in your pants
You can whistle past the graveyard of your sweetheart
But nobody's buying in spite of your trying
We're still waiting here
I do
A long 'tap tap tap' on the door of my cellar from fishers of men
Oh my Hecate you were
As beautiful as her
A scent of the trees on a round rustle breeze blowin' 'round and 'round
One we betrayed, two we saved, three stopped back to old Hickory House
I do
Our old 'tap tap tap' on the door of the cellar of fishers of men
Oh my Hecate you weren't
As beautiful as her
Here comes one known soldier
Say goodbye from the porch of an old worn down tired out hero's end
Our big wooden sister was afraid she had missed her own coming out now
I do
Our old 'tap tap tap' on the door of my cellar from fishers of men
Oh my Hecate you were
More beautiful than her
Here comes one known soldier