Go Tell Aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

That every-body's dead

I was raised in a deep and dark hole

A prisoner with no parole

They locked me up and took my soul

Shamed of what they'd made

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

That every-body's dead

I call to him and he will come

She'll answer him like he's the one

His arm's outstretched, but when she's done

He'll be torn apart

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

Go, tell aunt Rhody

That every-body's

Every-body's

Every-body's

Dead