• Once upon a midnight cold, I was flying, weak and old
    When I chanced upon a sleepy snore
    On the window I was tapping, rapping, snapping, rapping, tapping
    And the man soon broke his snore, though snore he broke he longed for more
    And goes he not to Raven poor
    He started for his chamber door.

    Man awakes, start he makes, to door he takes
    No one there when opened door, he wonders now of ghost Lenore
    Tap again, rap again, snap again
    Then cold, cold, I am cold to my core
    My mind is not mine, my body no more
    The are now of ghost Lenore.

    I tap, and rap, and snap again
    I tap, and rap, and snap some more
    The man is scared, but comes prepared
    And window he opens, done crossing the floor
    And window he opens and my body no more
    Fly up to the door by ghost Lenore.

    Raven he wonders, Raven he cries
    Natural or not, be ye no more
    And the fire is brightened while man is frightened
    And man sinks to the floor
    For his mind is his no more;
    It is gone by ghost Lenore.