The murders all took place in 1963
A gruesome bloodbath
In this southern valley
Nobody remembered
She was turning sweet sixteen
She's gonna make 'em pay
Pay so violently

Come on, Mom and Dad
It ain't so bad
It's just your time to die
Made your mistake
But she won't feel no pain
The fireplace mantel now reads
Happy birthday to me

And so the legend goes
She still exists up there
Tormenting those
Who come around if they dare
A morbid proclamation
In her parents' blood
Can still be made out decades
After it was done, and

Come on, Mom and Dad
It ain't so bad
It's just your time to die
Made your mistake
But she won't feel no pain
The fireplace mantel now reads
Happy birthday to me

Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
The fireplace mantel now reads
Happy birthday to me

Make a wish, baby