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Llangollen Larry
Larry had just graduated from school; and wanted to get out and see the world
He was driving through the mountain roads; but did not heed the signs of whoa
The low fuel light was shining bright; but he kept driving through the night
The "miles to empty" screen said "good to go;" he did not care that it was starting to snow

Llangollen Larry he is quite scary
He hides out in the trees
Llangollen Larry he is quite scary
He will bring you to your knees

He saw the signs that read enter if you dare; but he was young and free without a care
But soon after hitting 8500 feet; the feeling was no longer quite so neat
It was a dark and snowy night; what Larry found - it wasn't right
All he needed was a little bit of fuel; He was hoping someone would be cool

Llangollen Larry he is quite scary
He hides out in the trees
Llangollen Larry he is quite scary
He will bring you to your knees

Everywhere he went he was denied; He might not haunt if this were why he died
But he finally found a friendly place; a kindly gentleman with a smiling face
"I am Martin won't you come out of the cold; Let me get you a drink, if I may be so bold"
Larry told Martin his harrowing tale; How he was stranded and in need of care

Martin called Mooka to lend a hand; and once he arrived they hatched their plan
To kill Larry and eat his flesh; the taste of which would be so fresh
They over powered Larry and killed him dead; Then the Mooka cut off Larry's head
"Feed it the Elk" Martin dryly suggested; before morning came his whole body was ingested

Llangollen Larry he is quite scary
He hides out in the trees
Llangollen Larry he is quite scary
He will bring you to your knees

Now Larry wanders through the trees; His fiery red eyes will bring you to your knees
He is searching for a bit of gasoline; to find someone who would not be so mean
So if you hike near Llangollen; you better bring some fuel for him
For if you should happen to cross his path; it will help you to avoid his wrath

If he should kill you he will take your soul and conscript you into his servitude
Fated to wandering through the woods of Devil's Gulch with the others who did not offer him aid
Your soul will never rest in peace and you shall suffer for ever more
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