The Bone Collector Lyrics

Let me tell you all and old man's tale

Promise y'all it won't be stale

This old man decided to collect bones

Funny old bones, human bones

He lived in a forest in a wooden house

Far away from any beaten path

How long he lived there he'd never know

One decade ago, two decades ago, no

Sometimes he would hear a distant scream

Then he'd walk up to the nearby stream

There they'll be all the human bones

Collarbones, fingerbones

There be an old bridge along upstream

He would see it in a fever dream

People would go their to disappear

Something lived there something evil

And it would produce them bones

And he would collect them bones

He would clean all those bones

And he would sort them

Evil spirit would you stop with the bones

I have enough and I'm growing old

The skeleton's done I don't need no more

No jawbones or pelvis bones

I have gathered your bones

I have sorted those bones

I assembled them bones

No need to send any more

He suddenly stopped and his eyes went wide

The skeleton stood up and laughed out loud

He clenched his chest and dropped to the floor

There was no old man anymore