Just Down the Road

It was getting dark And they still hadn't reached Then suddenly the brakes screeched And on the side of the road they parked They were acutely aware That they were in the middle of nowhere As they looked at the map They found their mistake instead of turning left a right they did make So they doubled back to fill in the gap Then just down the road They saw an old house It was shuttered and closed And probably had its own ghost But they were hungry and tired And with nowhere else in sight They decided to spend the night As they entered the house, everything seemed alright But that was the last time they'd ever be seen The old hag that lived there was a killing machine A graveyard of cars by an old rusty gate Told the story of those who had met the same fate They had made the mistake of entering an abode That was in the middle of nowhere, and just down the road