I'm going to the bridge tonight
 Venus shines so ever bright
 Deep in the woods under the stars
 How did [bad word] to get this far?
 Have this feeling...what will I find
 Around the corner of my mind?

 thousand trees of creeping sin
 Dead leaves blowing in the wind
 I'm whistling an old melody
 To keep the beast away from me
 I hear the call of croaking frogs
 Answering me lost in the fog
 I tell myself, everything's fine
 Here in these woods, for the first time

 Uh, ohh!

 Out in the dark, a shadow sound
 Fear to look, but turn around
 I realize I'm face to face
 Two yellow eyes, an evil gaze
 Ugly blood hound, no wagging tail
 How long has he been on my trail?
 Down to the bridge, he's leading me
 What is it he wants me to see?

 Uh, ohh!

 Already we've arrived, Here I am
 There's the bridge, Where's the man, What a scam!
 That story 'bout the bridge isn't [bad word] 
 I'm enjoying myself, what a view!

 They say the bridge is not what it is

 No one [bad word] back...so they say
 What could happen to me, anyway?
 From away, a tall [bad word] to me...
 Has he been here waiting...just for me?

 He says there's no more fishing in the lake
 But one thing for sure...I'm the catch of the day!

 This is what happens
 When one looks for gold
 Turn'd into gray stone
 And down deep you are thrown!!

 All this is over All this is over
 All this is over All this is over