Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm
When the wind was lashing out
And the trees began to cry
(Old Mrs. McGregor)
(She was killed in the terrible storm)
With the whitest drifts of snow
Against the black December sky
(Old Mrs. McGregor)
(She was killed in the terrible storm)
She could've stayed inside
With the fire to keep her warm
But she had to go outside
And get killed in the terrible storm
Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm
With every heavy footfall
And with every bitter breath
(Old Mrs. McGregor)
(She was killed in the terrible storm)
The icy gods of winter
Brought her closer to her death
(Old Mrs. McGregor)
(She was killed in the terrible storm)
She could've stayed inside
With the fire to keep her warm
But she had to go outside
And get killed in the terrible storm
Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm
All it took was one misstep
And down the hill she fell
Rolling like a boulder
Into the gaping maw of hell
And the last thing that went through her mind
As she shuffled off this Earth was
"Did I leave the iron on?"
So take that for what it's worth
Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
She was killed in the terrible storm
Old Mrs. McGregor
She was killed in the terrible storm