If your path at midnight dark by a graveyard goes And someone whistles: Whoo! That's mysterious mose! On some dark and stormy night, while the tempest blows If someone whistles: Whoo! That's mysterious mose! He sees all, he knows all; he's just been everywhere Some night, he might wait for you upon the stair! So when you're going down the cellar, walk upon your toes And if someone whistles: Whoo! That's mysterious mose!