The Werewolf Songtext
von Barry Dransfield

The werewolf, the werewolf
He comes stepping along
He doesn′t even break the branches
Where he's been and gone

You can hear his long holler from away across the moor
That′s the sound of the werewolf when he's feeling poor

He goes out in the evening when the bats are on the wing
And he's killed some young maiden before the birds do sing

For the werewolf, the werewolf
Please have sympathy
For the werewolf, he is someone
So much like you and me


Once I saw him in the moonlight
When the bats, they were flying
All alone, I saw the werewolf and
The werewolf was crying

Crying, "Nobody, nobody, nobody knows
How much I love the maiden as I tear off her clothes",
Crying, "Nobody, nobody knows of my pain
When I see it is risen, that full moon again"

When I see that moon moving through the clouds in the sky
I get a crazy feeling, and I wonder why

The werewolf, the werewolf
He comes stepping along
He doesn′t even break the branches
Where he′s been and gone