I went to the woods to find firewood for home, There I met a mean, nasty, evil old gnome, I'm not sure which was worse, His bite or his curse, I got rabies and my mouth is starting to foam.
I thought I looked really fine, Until I woke up as Frankenstein, The scientist was insane, Who implanted my brain, And stitched together this monster with twine.
In Northern Michigan there is a soul taker,
It is commonly known as the old widow maker,
It falls down from the tall trees,
It brings it's victims to their knees,
Making rich the Michigan undertaker.