Interesting song, but I couldn't find any information on it at all. For the record, here are the lyrics:

THE GHOSTIES AND THE GHOULIES

I remember as a laddie I would get an awful fright,
When mother used to tell me of the bog.
I remember, oh so clearly, I was scared to death at night,
When I used to see it covered up in fog.

    CHORUS
    (Softly the first time through)
    Oh, the ghosties and the ghoulies are out hunting on the moor,
    And they neither dance nor drink the way of men.
    Keep your lads and lassies home at night, not wandrin' on the moor;
    Or you'll never see them anywhere again!
    NO! NO !
    Or you'll never see them anywhere again!

There were never any visitors at our house after five,
And summertime or winter was the same;
It was as if the moorland simply swallowed them alive,
If they started out, you know they never came.
There were times at night in bed, when I'd my window sash ajar,
I'd listen to the cries from off the moor.
And in my room would echo sounds from near and from afar,
That spoke to me of terror on the moor.
CHORUS

source: http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk

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Ghosties And Ghoulies

	Em	D
I RE	MEMBER AS A LADDY I WOULD	GET AN AWFUL FRIGHT

	Em	B7	Em
WHEN	MOTHER USED TO	TELL ME OF THE	BOG.

	EM	B7
I RE	MEMBER, OH SO CLEARLY, I WAS	SCARED TO DEATH AT NIGHT,

	Em	B7	Em
WHEN I	USED TO SEE IT	COVERED UP IN	FOG.

SOFTLY
FIRST TIME THROUGH]

	AM
OH, THE	GHOSTIES AND THE GHOULIES

	Em
ARE OUT	HUNTING ON THE MOOR,

AND THEY NEITHER DANCE

	B7
NOR DRINK THE	WAY OF MEN.

	Em	D
KEEP YOUR	LADS AND LASSIES	HOME AT NIGHT

	EM
NOT WAN	D'RIN' ON THE MOOR,

	Em	D	Em	B7
OR YOU'LL	NEVER SEE THEM ANY	WHERE A	GAIN.	NO! NO !

	Em
YOU'LL	NEVER SEE THEM

D	Em
ANYWHERE A	GAIN.

Em	D	C	B7
OOOO	OOOO	OOOO	OOOO X2

	EM	D
THERE WERE	NEVER ANY VISITORS AT	OUR

HOUSE AFTER FIVE

	Em	B7	Em
AND SUM	MERTIME OR	WINTER WAS THE	SAME.

	Em	B7
IT	T'WAS AS IF THE MOORLAND SIMPLY	SWALLOWED

THEM ALIVE.

	Em	B7	Em	CH. FOR...
IF THEY	STARTED OUT, YOU	KNOW THEY	NEVER CAME.

	Em
THERE WERE	TIMES AT

	D
NIGHT IN BED WHEN	I'D MY WINDOW SASH AJAR,

	Em	B7	Em
I'D	LISTEN TO THE	CRIES FROM OFF THE	MOOR.***

AND

Em	B7
IN MY ROOM WOULD ECHO SOUNDS FROM	NEAR AND FROM AFAR,

	Em	B7	Em
THAT	SPOKE TO ME OF	TERROR ON THE	MOOR.

CH. "AH...