I do think that the genius of the title track is the song structure.
No chorus, just a series of relatively lengthy verses delivered melodically and, in regards to vocal delivery, a somewhat disconnected, rambling, pensive anecdotal manner, only for each verse to end with that dramatic downward key change and the repetition of the doom-laden suicide and the 'something' that's thrown conspiratorially from the Tallahatchie Bridge.
Proper spooky.
A masterpiece of the 'Southern Gothic' sub-genre.
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Ibble obble black bobble, ibble obble out!