Ghost town old mining town
Mountains surround no-one else around
The air is still not a single sound
But for some reason you're afraid to turn around
Ghosts haunting folks
Spirit spirit spirit spirit spirit spirit
Ghosts whisper sending shivers
Eyes follow you with the pictures
Mr. Whiskers black cat hisses
Knocking over the vase crumble to pieces
Ghosts haunting folks
Ghosts haunting folks
That's enough exploring
Better get going
Before it starts pouring
Before I start snoring