Here comes the hearse
Here comes the hearse
I was driving down Highway 61
When behind me I heard an engine gun
I looked in the mirror
What'd I see
A hungry hearse bearing down on me
It was a hearse
It was a hearse
Riding after me just like a curse
It was a hearse
It was a hearse
I switched my lane to let him pull ahead
He switched his too and it filled me with dread
I checked my speed in hope that he would pass
But he continued to ride upon my bumper
It was a hearse
It was a hearse
Riding after me just like a curse
It was a hearse
Here comes the hearse
Do you think you've got it bad
Do you think you've got it bad
Do you think you've got it bad
Well, someone's got it worse
They're in a hearse
They're in a hearse
Suddenly, ahead of me
An exit, I could take it and be free
I waited, then I cut hard to the right
And the hearse drove away into the night
I thought that I was in the clear
I parked in a lot to disappear
Then a bunch of headlights
Pierced the gloam and I realized it was a funeral home
It was a hearse
It was a hearse
Riding after me just like a curse
It was a hearse
Here comes the hearse
I'm back on the highway once again
And I'll have to keep a-running to the end
But how on earth
Can I get free with a dozen hearses after me
It was a hearse
It was a hearse
Riding after me like a curse
It was a hearse
Here comes the hearse
It was a hearse
Riding after me like a curse
It was a hearse
Here comes the hearse