now the knockerman came a knocking
on that merry christmas eve
a little fun he wanted
now he was out the grave
fair young maidens were his game
on that joyful christmas night.

now the knockermen have patience,
you do when your in the grave
waiting for that once a year
when you can get out to play.

they found her on that christmas morn
what a sorry sight she was , for
the knockerman had done his work
in a most cruel way indeed,
the policeman said she had been torn apart
a dreadful sight he said.

now the knockerman was grinning
his grin of deaths delight
for tonight in his cold, cold grave
he shall have a peaceful night.