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ArtistBuckleupagus If there is a Headless Horseman, Of whom we know so well He’d barely make a cameo In the tale I have to tell Every night through traffic lights, The devil runs his steed To find those upon the road Who seatbelts don’t heed Twas once a horse in Santa Fe Killed by a reckless driver Buckles for two, never used Two fewer the survivors Tryin’ to find the guilty man Who ripped his heart in two Searchin’ faces dead and cold, And now he’s come for you So if you wish to live right long, Strap em good and tight For the devil rides Buckleupagus Through traffic every night.