The Borgo Pass © 2009 Tom Hoelle

Hey Driver, leave my bags up on the coach for I can’t stay

I’ve got a midnight rendezvous and I must be on my way

But where would you be going this time of night he begged to ask

I’m on my way to meet a man up on the Borgo Pass

(He said) No!  No!  I’m begging you not to go!

I believe there’s an evil that awaits you there

And you surely don’t want to go!

Well, I must confess I’d said of this quest

We should probably wait til the morning

But it just wouldn’t be – it was business you see

And I’d pay no heed to that warning

I mounted that coach in spite of the cries

From the villagers’ sad lament

With a crack of the whip and a creak of the wheel

We lunged toward my intent

We climbed and we climbed on the mountain’s path

Til the night felt an eerie chill

This song chronicles that famous ride up the mountainside that Jonathan Harker once took to meet a wealthy old count... in his attempt to sell some real estate.  The story that would follow became one of the classic horrer tales of all time!