The Ghost of Ol' Codger Malone

The storm that night
caused quite a fright
as the light turned on in the tower,

'twas very late
when we questioned "fate"
it just had to be the "twilight hour".

I'll tell you, it's so
because I really know
the shenanigans in that house were quite grave,

hear my every word
just as an owl is a bird
he who enters must be very brave.

Now, here is the "deal"
I'm just keeping things, real
we heard odd noises, and somebody screamed,

we felt so forlorn
that our faith seemed all torn
it was worse than I would have dreamed.

When we entered in
we must've invited sin
for we were so very much, not alone,

for there in our midst
rattling chains in his fist
was the ghost of Ol' Codger Malone !

With eyes like hot coals
his gaze pierced through our souls
so, we forgot all our prayers on this night,

we had committed no crime
and we heard the clock chime
we were both frozen solid with fright !

My friend started to holler
and grabbed me by my collar
as we both tried to make our escape,

we stumbled and fell
we were both scared as hell
as we ran, Codger was hanging black crepe.

I'm not sure of the number
but every November
right after All Hallow's night,

the screams can drive you insane
plus, the rattling of those chains
and in the tower, he still turns on the light !