"If you see the Blue Man walk Mind to him you do not talk. For if you see the Blue Man smile Your sweet soul he will defile"

"On lonely roads and old highways The Blue Man walks and jaunts and sways A cold black heart and ivory smile He’ll walk you down that long last mile"

"Madness and Death are his old friends And with them he doles out grisly ends For the one who stops and talks From the Blue Man who forever walks"

-“The Blue Man”, traditional folk ballad