Demons on his black steed Racing through forests night His heads is nowhere to be found It's a terryfying sight Hew scours 'round the countryside Silver blade in hand No citizen is safe tonight He gets what he demands In sleepy hollow (your head is up for grabs) In sleepy hollow (fear for your life) In sleepy hollow (it's you he seeks to find) In sleepy hollow (beware the night) When you least expect it When the horseman strikes He flies out of the darkness You sense something's not right He wields his sword, you hear the steel He's bearing down on you You pray to god to spare your life Then slice, you know you're thru He's got some heads, now you would think His nights work was through Not until the sunrise, will he stop hunting you His stolen skull must be returned So he can rest in peace Until then it seems my friend You're probably dead meat