The Witch of Red River - Haunting Folk Ballad | Bell Witch Legend

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🌑 The Witch of Red River" is a chilling folk ballad inspired by the legendary Bell Witch of Tennessee, one of the most terrifying tales in American folklore. This haunting song recounts the eerie events surrounding John Bell and his daughter Betsy, who were terrorized by a vengeful spirit along the banks of the Red River. With its slow, moody acoustic melodies and haunting lyrics, the song captures the fear and mystery of the Bell Witch's curse, passed down through generations in Southern Gothic tradition.

With lines like “Her curse clings like smoke where the sun has long set” and “a wail in the night,” this ballad immerses you in the ghostly atmosphere of 19th-century Tennessee. If you love dark folk music and Southern ghost stories, this song will take you deep into the haunted hollows of Tennessee.

🎤 Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
In the hollows of Tennessee, down where shadows dwell,
There's a tale of old John Bell, cursed and damned to hell.
On the banks of Red River, where the whispers crawl,
A witch took her vengeance—now she haunts us all.

[Chorus]
The Witch of Red River, she don’t forgive or forget,
Her curse clings like smoke where the sun has long set.
She’s a shadow in the cornfields, a wail in the night,
The Witch of Red River, come to steal your light.

[Verse 2]
It started with a knocking at the cabin door,
Cold winds blew through the cracks in the floor.
John Bell prayed for mercy, but mercy didn’t come,
Just the cackle of a woman and the beat of a drum.

[Chorus]
The Witch of Red River, she don’t forgive or forget,
Her curse clings like smoke where the sun has long set.
She’s a shadow in the cornfields, a wail in the night,
The Witch of Red River, come to steal your light.

[Bridge]
They say she’s a spirit of spite and of rage,
Bound to this earth, like a bird in a cage.
She whispered in John’s ear till his soul gave away,
And danced on his grave at the break of day.

[Verse 3]
The children hear her laughter in the fields of rust,
While the moon shines down on the bones and the dust.
She’ll take what you love, she’ll break what you hold—
In the heart of the night, her tale is retold.

[Chorus - Reprise]
The Witch of Red River, she don’t forgive or forget,
Her curse clings like smoke where the sun has long set.
She’s a shadow in the cornfields, a wail in the night,
The Witch of Red River, come to steal your light.

[Outro]
So if you wander by Red River way,
Keep your prayers short and your demons at bay.
For she’s waiting in silence, with a smile so cold—
The Witch of Red River, a tale never old.

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