When I am tired,
And go to sleep,
I hear the ghosts and goblins creep.
I think it's a dream,
But how do I know,
It could be the wind as it blows,
How do I know?
How do I know?
How do I know if the wind blows,
How do I know?
How do I know?
I know just what it is.
On Halloween night when I am scared,
I try not to show my terrible fright,
I try to run away,
But the ghosts just keep me in their sight.
Oh, if I go out on the 31st again,
I'll never be frightened, no not again,
I'll try to be a man, Yes I will,
I just can't stand still.
How do I know?
How do I know?
How do I know?
How do I know?
How do I know just what it is,
How do I know?
How do I know?
How do I know just what it is?
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