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