The Real McKenzies The Skeleton and the Tailor Lyrics:
there once was a wee laddie-o who lived not so
very long ago who had a brother with a heart of
gold, they soon grew into men the younger had
never walked, because of this he never had the
brighter view and attitude, curse to live in a
wheelie chair

days went by, the story goes, they got the gift
for making clothes shirts and britches, coats and
socks, bluses, kilts and hats and socks one day
after closing shop his brother wheeled him for a
drop down at the pub when the locals drink,
speaking in low tones

tailor, tailor, all alone in the tavern sewing
clothes tailor, tailor, don't believe in things
that walk at night

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well he sat there sipping, mended clothes
listening to those who'd never spent the night
beside the stone and graves on haunted hill he
said "Roll me up, we'll make a bet, i'll
spend the night all by myself to prove there ain't
no ghosts that haunt the stones on graveyard
hill"

tailor, tailor, all alone in the tavern sewing
clothes tailor, tailor, don't believe in things
that walk at night believe in things that haunt
the moonlight

well he sat there in the moonlight, he sat there
mending clothes he was shocked to see a big
skeleton standing in the graveyard 10 feet tall he
tried to kill the tailor, but he glanced him
smashing stones he took his flight for his life
and walked around for evermore

tailor, tailor, all alone in the tavern sewing
clothes tailor, tailor, don't believe in things
that walk at night believe in things that haunt
the moonlight
Lyrics: The Skeleton and the Tailor, The Real McKenzies [end]