Left my heart on Chapel Hill When I put him in the ground I buried him deep, so as not to stink When the sheriff comes sniffing around She buried my heart on Chapel Hill And rotting so, I smell her still When the bells turn, and the leaves are all burnt She'll return to Chapel Hill I roped up his fingers Burnt with flesh and rotting splinters My mother warned me of boys like this! So I kissed the demons, hope devours I took his lips to take his power And never again would he be able to kiss She stands by my grave once a year To come and say "I love you, but had to take your life." The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out Adored her so but have no doubt Eventually would have made her my wife If only we'd made it out alive... Now I'm biding time 'til I get mine "Everybody's walking on my grave I can't believe—" And my body washes up on the river banks "Bugs are rotting, worms are crawling, everyone's forgotten me!" Until that day know I will "It's clear, my dear, that you won't be buried within an inch of me!" Once a year, return to Chapel Hill Once a year, return to Chapel Hill