People can be the most evil little things...
Story behind the song
Like all of my writing, these characters are fictional with real qualities.
Lyrics
Old John Finnley sent straight to the grave
Some Finnley kin took an axe to his head
The neighbors found him back behind his barn
Smelled a rotten Finnley from 200 yards
There were signs of trouble and this they knew
His mind and body they were now two
The town all knew he had a real meanstreak
Beat his wife Mary, they could hear her scream
He'd drink and swear, and wish ya disease
Most often fell to the doom he preached
He would scare the children, make their Mommas hide
When he'd get drunk he was hell on fire
Old John Finnley Back from the grave
Took his head and he wants revenge
Poor poor Mary he knows it's you
He's gonna haunt dreams
Now although Old Mary had performed a deed
Through the years she became just as Dark a seed
She cheated John, with his brother Jack
She'd convinced brother Jack to swing the Axe
When the dust had settled, they assumed his home
but It was clear to them they were not alone
Old John's Ghost could be heard in the wind
Took my head, and I'll have revenge
And he appeared before them, headless ghoul
Pointed at the two with forewarning scorn
They fled with fear, at the sight they saw
Old Finnely back to settle the score
Well Jack took off through the cabbage fields
He got tangled up in the wires barbed
They severed his head, just as John had warned
Mary screamed, and she ran the other way
into the barn were Jack and her had laid
She raced up the ladder to the upstairs loft
Wrapped the winching rope around her neck
Before John could catch her, Mary she jumped off
The old ghost Finnley got on his knees
He leaned over Mary and whispered sweet...
Bet you thought you've seen the last of me...
Until I meet you back in Hell
Always loved this song brother Tim