I hear a sweet voice, it's talking, it's talking
Her features though I cannot see
I feel her footfalls, she's walking, she's walking
Walking up right next to me

Right next to me, right next to me
I see the Bell Witch, she's walking, she's walking
Walking right up next to me

She's just a soul that's been shut out of heaven
Shut out so she can't be free
She followed me down here to the old
Mississippi From clean up in Tennessee

In Tennessee, in Tennessee
I see the Bell Witch, she's following, she's following
Following right up next to me

I see her sweet lips, she's lying, she's lying
She's been a-lyin' to me
And I love the Bell Witch, she's crying, she's crying
Crying right up next to me

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Writer(s): Andrew Bird, Jimbo Mathus