Peter Stampfel - The Werewolf lyrics
[Peter Stampfel - The Werewolf lyrics]
Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
Goes steppin' along
He don't even break the branches
Where he has been gone
He goes out in the evening when
The bats are on the wing
He's killed his pretty maiden
Before the birds sing
Do you hear that howlin' from
Way across the moor?
That's the howlin' of the werewolf
When he's feeling poor
Last night I hеard the werewolf
Whеn the bats were flyin'
All alone I saw the werewolf
And the werewolf was cryin'
Crying "Nobody, nobody knows of my pain
When I see that it's risen
That full moon again"
Crying nobody, nobody, nobody knows
How much I love the maiden as
I tear off her clothes
Have pity on the werewolf, have sympathy
For the werewolf may be someone
Just like you or me
Have pity on the werewolf, not fear, not hate
For the werewolf may be someone
That you've known of late
Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
Goes steppin' along
He don't even bend the branches
Where he has been gone
He goes out in the evening when
The bats are on the wing
He's killed his pretty maiden
Before the birds sing
Goes steppin' along
He don't even break the branches
Where he has been gone
He goes out in the evening when
The bats are on the wing
He's killed his pretty maiden
Before the birds sing
Do you hear that howlin' from
Way across the moor?
That's the howlin' of the werewolf
When he's feeling poor
Last night I hеard the werewolf
Whеn the bats were flyin'
All alone I saw the werewolf
And the werewolf was cryin'
Crying "Nobody, nobody knows of my pain
When I see that it's risen
That full moon again"
Crying nobody, nobody, nobody knows
How much I love the maiden as
I tear off her clothes
Have pity on the werewolf, have sympathy
For the werewolf may be someone
Just like you or me
Have pity on the werewolf, not fear, not hate
For the werewolf may be someone
That you've known of late
Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
Goes steppin' along
He don't even bend the branches
Where he has been gone
He goes out in the evening when
The bats are on the wing
He's killed his pretty maiden
Before the birds sing