did i write a folksy "murder ballad-ish" kind of on a dare? yes.
anyway, I present to you
Lovely Lucy Lee’s like no other
Like no other, no other, no other,
She’s got a pretty face and a taste for slaughter
A taste for slaughter, for slaughter, for slaughter
Her wit’s sharp but so’s her dagger
So’s her dagger, her dagger, her dagger
Woe to who slips a ring on her bloody finger!
Oh, sure she’s a beauty like no other
But she’s got a certain flair for murder
Lovely, lovely, lovely Lucy Lee
La, la la, lovely Lucy Lee
Lovely, lovely, lovely Lucy Lee
La, la, la, deadly Lucy Lee
Deadly, deadly, deadly Lucy Lee
Lovely Lucy Lee’s a little cursed
A little cursed, little cursed, little cursed
Nobody knows when it started happening first
It happened first, happened first, happened first
She ought to pay for those she hurt
Those she hurt, those she hurt, those she hurt
And now the lovely Lucy Lee can’t lift her curse
She hears ghosts whisp’ring in the night
Can’t shake the feeling something’s not right
Lovely, lovely, lovely Lucy Lee
La, la, la, lovely Lucy Lee
Lovely, lovely, lovely Lucy Lee
La, la, la, deadly Lucy Lee
Deadly, deadly, deadly Lucy Lee
Lovely Lucy Lee’s curse takes such a toll,
Takes such a toll, such a toll, such a toll
Now she fears for the fate of her unfortunate soul
Unfortunate soul, ‘fortunate soul, ‘fortunate soul
“Out, out, out!” she cries at nightfall
Cries at nightfall, at nightfall, at nightfall
“Out, out, out, and stop your dreadful calls!”
She prays, prays when the night falls
Dear Lucy, faith can’t save forsaken souls
Lovely, lovely, lovely Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
La, la, la, lovely Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
Lovely, lovely, lovely Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
La, la, la she’s lost, Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
Lost, lost, she’s lost Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
Now lost Lucy Lee’s just a faint memory
A faint memory, a memory, a memory, a memory
No one knows where she went, it’s a mystery
It’s a mystery, a mystery, a mystery
Where’d she go, our Lost Lucy Lee?
Lost Lucy Lee, Lucy Lee, Lucy Lee
Nothing left but a bloodstained dagger
Sharp-witted with a flair for murder
Could never wipe the blood off her fingers
Lovely, lovely, lovely, Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
La, la, la, lovely Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
Lovely, lovely, lovely Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
La, la, la, she’s lost, Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
Lost, lost, she’s lost Lucy Lee (Out! Out! Out!)
Ghosts whisp’ring in the night
Oh, something’s not right…