INTRO:
Young Ichabod Crane leaves the ball a defeated soul
Visions of a beautiful lass, her voice still echoes in his ears
Soon the feeling of a phantom presence alters his thoughts
The sound of an unseen spectre arouses his fears
Moonlight, casting strange shadows across my path -
that move without wind
Legends I've heard of this region that spectres walk -
and stalk in the night
A twig breaks, nearby in the woodland, from heavy weight -
my heart starts to pound
I cry out a "Hail!" and "Who goes there?" to no reply -
but red eyes meet my gaze!
chorus
Sleepy Hollow in the trees, glancing at me
Creepy feelings running through me - I cannot breathe
I cannot escape - fear the mental rape
I set my heels into my horse's flanks with force -
and fly for my life
Although I'm the only live horseman for miles around -
I hear eight hooves pound
Pure terror keeps my eyes locked forward, but I can feel -
hot breath on my neck
I must reach sanctuary in the churchyard across the bridge -
if I'm to survive
