I see the blade rising up higher
It’s multiplied by your look of desire
I’ll haunt your dreams as you light me on fire
Fall breeze brushing the trees' leaves
Painting a scene for All Hallows’ Eve
Jack is born
Next to a man made of corn
I saw Jack sprout from a seed that bright, hopeful day
He grew up right next to me in this field of pumpkins all scattered with hay
Now the pumpkins here ain’t your normal carry home kind
They grow bigger and brighter in such a short period of time
Now every autumn it starts to get to be real dark 'round these parts
Not cause of the sun mind you, but 'cause I know the fate of these pumpkins way in the back of my heart
When that day finally comes I think ole Jack will be alright
'cause he seems like he’s got spunk and that fighting spirit's fight
I see the blade rising up higher
It’s multiplied by your look of desire
I’ll haunt your dreams as you light me on fire
Rough winds blow every season
Taken from home and from kin
Jack is strong
Biggest pumpkin to have his own song
Now I always knew Jack was special but that doesn’t mean he’s some sort of a prize
As they stood there and weighed him tears formed in my eyes
Before I knew it they had pulled up their truck and hauled him away
Now I did my best to keep an eye on that 4x4 'till it faded on down the highway
It’s always tough having to say goodbye, but I knew this wasn’t the end for him
I bet every straw in my cap, I’d get to say hi and see him again
You see even though Jack’s about to get cut up and carved
When he gets a fire in his belly he gets to be real, real charged
I see the blade rising up higher
It’s multiplied by your look of desire
I’ll haunt your dreams as you light me on fire
You see up till now most of y’all are prolly thinking Jack is somewhat of a has been
Feeling mighty sorry for him the way he was plucked, like he’d committed some awful sin
I suppose I should tell y’all bout the day I saw Jack once more
It still haunts me the way his seeds and stems lay scattered across that hardwood floor
That wasn’t all I saw that day, there was flesh in the corner, stacked up like a bouquet
Now I loved that lantern like my own, shows what happens at the end of a rope, when you're taken from home
I've been scared as a crow since I saw Jack covered in blood, laughing all alone
I'll never forget that smile on his face as his flame flickered, his heart still as stone
I see the blade rising up higher
It’s multiplied by your look of desire
I’ll haunt your dreams as you light me on fire
