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
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