Walking home late one night!
I saw a flash; a blinding light!
Lighting up the dark, dark night.
"A shape in that blinding light?"

All was quiet, all was dark!
Then I heard a fearful bark!
A snapping; snarling in the dark?
Louder and louder, that fearful bark.

Turning away, I began to run; to flee!
Fearing the hound from hell would catch me...
I scrambled up the nearest tree,
The hound from hell snapping at me.

From the safety of a branch up high!
I looked down to see what I could spy?
I heard a whistle; a very loud voice!
Come down from that tree, you have no choice.

Stood on the ground, my back to the tree!
The boys in blue only arrested me?
Come with us I heard them say!
Freedom for you is over this day...