Now listen closely I will tell you a tale About a shepherd who Lived here long ago One day he heard the sweetest voice Call upon him from an ancient well As he leaned over and Gazed into the deep Something grasped for him and Pulled him down the well A watery grave He sank to his doom His spirit lived on It's haunting this place An apparition, the shepherd Has been seen Sometimes when fullmoon You still can hear him scream Searching for his long lost herd The wails in torment from the pit below Fallen in shadows Swallowed into black A soul in agony Never to find peace A watery grave He sank to his doom His spirit lived on It's haunting this place