Música: Don Rage y Gene De Paul
Letra: Don Rage y Gene De Paul

Odd bodkins! Gadzooks!
Look at that old spook of spooks!

Who's that comin' down the street?
Are they shovels or are they feet?
Lean and lanky, skin and bones
With clothes a scarecrow would hate to own

Yet he has a certain air
Debonair and devil-may-care
It's the new schoolmaster, what's his name?
Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

Ichabod, what a name
Kind of odd, but nice just the same
Funny pan, funny frame
Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

Ichabod may be quaint
May be odd, and maybe he ain't
Anyway there's no complaint
From Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

And though the arrival of the pedagogue
Gave rise to mixed emotions
The townspeople all agreed
They've never seen anyone
Like Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

Who's the town's ladies' man
Gets around like nobody can
Has to be none other than
Ichabod, Ichabod Crane