Ta-whit Ta-whoo
Ta-whit Ta-whay
The owl looks down the rabbit's way
Rabbits are quick
And for life they'd better run.
For thy earth revolves eternal,
Till all deeds are done.

Ta-whit Ta-whoo
Ta-whit Ta-whay
That figure on the branch seems to say
The night is minus
Feel it? Jack prepared to bite.
Shroud cloaked of coldness
Envelops my presence tonight.

Ta-whit Ta-whoo
Ta-whit Ta-whay
Oh joy, it's moved, it wants to play
Where has it gone?
That figure by the tree doth stand.
Wait! I know that touch,
Its gentle earth's death-hand.

Ta-whit Ta-whoo
Ta-whit Ta-whay
The owl cursed me, Ill not see another day
He ushers me to the tree
I feel my stale last breath has come.
Knock-knock! Awake! In bed?
Oh mercy, how-dumb!