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