There's a man of mystery that's roaming through the land Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Far and near you hear of him; he's found on every hand Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Every city, town and village knows of him by now There's a way to recognize him; let me tell you how When your path at midnight dark by a graveyard goes And someone whistles, "Whoooooo!" That's Mysterious Mose!
On some dark and stormy night, while the tempest blows If someone whistles, "Whooooo!" That's Mysterious Mose!
He sees all, he knows all; he's just been everywhere Some night, he might wait for you upon the stair!
So when you're going down the cellar, walk upon your toes And if someone whistles, "Whooooo!" That's Mysterious Mose! Everybody's talking of me everywhere you go Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Who I am or what I am nobody seems to know Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! In the mountains, at the seashore, anywhere at all Anytime of day or night you'll have to hear me call "That's Mysterious Mose!"
