Andrew McRue - Don McLean

There was a mummy at the fair, all crumpled in a folding chair

The people passed, but didn’t care that the mummy was a man

So tell me if you can

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where have you been, where are you going to?

Well, Andrew McCrew must have lost his way

'Cause though he died long ago he was buried today

Down on nightmare alley, where the shady people sway

A hobo came a-hikin' on a salty summer day

Well he hopped a freight in Dallas, and he rode out of sight

But on a turn he slipped, and he lost his grip

And he fell in-to the night

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where have you been, where are you going to?

Well, Andrew McCrew must have lost his way

'Cause though he died long ago he was buried today

Well, Andrew had one leg of wood, the other leg was small

And when he fell off the train that night he found he had no legs at all

Well they found him in the thicket, and the undertaker came

And they mummified his body for a relative to claim

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where have you been, where are you going to?

Well, Andrew McCrew must have lost his way

'Cause though he died long ago he was buried today

But no one came to claim him, until the carnival passed through

The carnies took him to their tent and they decided what to do

Well they dressed him in a worn-out tux and they put him on a stand

And millions saw the legend called the 'famous mummy man'

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where have you been, where are you going to?

Well, Andrew McCrew must have lost his way

'Cause though he died long ago he was buried today

Well, what a way to live a life and what a way to die

Left to live a living death with no one left to cry

Petrified amazement, and wonder beyond words

A man who found more life in death than life gave him at birth

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where have you been, where are you going to?

Well, Andrew McCrew must have lost his way

'Cause though he died long ago he was buried today

But what about the ones who live and wish that they could go

Whose lives are lost to living and performing for the show

Well at least you got the best of life until it got the best of you

So from all of us to what’s left of you, farewell Andrew McCrew