Morbid Campfire Tales

Throughout history, there's been many songs written about different killers. This one is the story of a sheriff Grayson, a beautiful young woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley... Tomorrow morning at sunrise, Tom Dooley... must hang... Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Hang down your head and cry; Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you're bound to die. I met her on the mountain, There I took her life; I killed her on the mountain, Stabbed her with my knife. Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Hang down your head and cry; Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you're bound to die. This time tomorrow, They'll be hanging me; If it wasn't for sheriff Grayson, I'd been in Tennessee. Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Hang down your head and cry; Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you're bound to die. This time tomorrow, Reckon where I'll be; Down in some lonesome valley, Hangin' from a white oak tree. Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Hang down your head and cry; Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you're bound to die. Poor boy, you're bound to die...

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 08, 2025

A long time ago in Wisconsin There was four in the family, whose name was the Geins They were shunning the city with the birth of their two born The Mother just hated all of the boozing whores There'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse Now Mom's seen some sinning and it gave her pain She said in fact, I'm going to make it change She said hey Father know what, I'll tell you what to do To Plainfield we're going to move Ed gets some of the Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse Then no one was there with Ed all alone He was digging up graves in the dark, just as his brain started going He bought books on cannibals and sex changes too And he called out, as he read through Hey Mom, I got your Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string Mother cried loath the whores in Ed's brain was soaring And he just would make things from an old woman's corpse When no one was out Ed was robbing graves Taking home the bodies, playing silly games Sticking and slashing when his brain was soar All those willing gruesome whores They'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse Corpse art sort of soothing, but drifting with the time Two women looked much like his Mom so they died The authorities came around and escorted him away And that's why he'd never see another corpse to this very day You'll see Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025

Alfred Packer went into the mountains with his mining team They were looking for gold in the mountains to be rich and happy They were lost while it snowed in the mountains then met an Indian chief The chief said there's death in the mountains go back or death you'll meet Alfred said there's gold in the mountains convinced his mining team They were starving walking in the mountains with little food to eat In a trapper's hut high in the mountains their last meal they would eat When the men fell asleep in the mountains Alfred killed his mining team Alfred searched the men in the mountains and took all their money Alfred sat and stared in the mountains at his dead mining team He cut up the men in the mountains for some food to eat Found a town walking back from the mountains and went to take a peek Left the meat in the snow in the mountains then off to town was he Went to jail for his deeds in the mountains and was finally released

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 08, 2025

Now old Mr. Johnson had troubles of his own Had a yellow cat that wouldn't leave his home He tried and he tried to give that cat away Gave it to a man going far away But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought he was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away Now the man around the corner swore he'd kill the cat on sight He loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite He waited and he waited, for the cat to come around Ninety seven pieces of the man is all they found But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought he was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away Gave it to a little boy with a dollar note Told him for to take it up the river in a boat They tied a rope around its neck, it must have weighed a pound Now they dragged the river for the little boy that's drowned But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought he was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away Gave it to a man going up in a balloon Told him for to take it to the man on the moon The balloon came down about ninety miles away Where he is now, well I dare not say But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought he was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away They gave it to a man going way out west Told him for to take it to the one he loved the best First the train hit the curve, then it jumped the rail Not a soul was left behind, to tell the gruesome tale But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought he was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away away away away Away across the ocean they could send the cat at last Vessel out alone today, taking water fast People all began to pray, the boat began to toss A great big gust of wind came by and every soul was lost But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought he was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away On a telegraph wire sparrows sitting in a bunch The cat was feeling hungry, thought she'd take them for a lunch Climbed softly up the pole, and when she reached the top Put her foot on the electric wire, which tied her in a knot But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought she was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away Now the cat was a possessor of a family of her own Seven little kittens 'til there came a cyclone Blew the house all apart, tossed the cats around The air was full of kittens and not a one was found But the cat came back the very next day The cat came back they thought she was a goner But the cat came back, just wouldn't stay away away away away Just wouldn't stay away

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 08, 2025

Found a peanut found a peanut found a peanut just now I just now found a peanut, found a peanut just now Cracked it open cracked it open cracked it open just now I just now cracked it open, cracked it open just now It was rotten it was rotten it was rotten just now It just now was rotten, it was rotten just now Ate it anyhow ate it anyhow ate it anyhow just now I just now ate it anyhow, ate it anyhow just now Got sick got sick got sick just now I just now got sick, got sick just now Then I died then I died then I died just now I just now up and died, I died just now Went to heaven went to heaven went to heaven just now I just now went to heaven, went to heaven just now Found the gates locked found the gates locked found the gates locked just now I just now found the gates locked, found the gates locked just now Went the other place went the other place went the other place just now I just now went the other place, went the other place just now Down there down there down there, just now Just now down there, down there just now

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 08, 2025