Tucker's Grave

Committed a crime that no longer exists

Was left at the crossroads at a place that is jinxed

Committed a crime against god and his king

All that's left is a cider drinking inn

See my summer soon

Sit around telling stories by the fire

About the good old days and the things they had for hire

So my friend if you're feeling especially brave

Take a trip down to old Tuckers grave

See my summer soon

Enter this place and you'll not come out the same

Tucker makes sure that he'll enter your brain

And when the last drop's drunk and the gods have their way

There's every chance you'll think you're halfway insane

There's no turning back now there's no one can save

A poor soul who visits old Tuckers grave

See my summer soon.