All of my friends come to see me last night

I was laying in my bed and dying

Annie Bonneau from St. Angel

Say the weather down here so fine



Just then the wind came squalling through the dark

But who can the weather command?

Just want to have a little peace to die

And a friend or two I love at hand



Fever roll up to a hundred and five

Roll on up, gonna roll back down

One more day I find myself alive

Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground



See here how everything led up to this day

And it's just like any other day that's ever been

Sun going up and then the sun going down

Come around, come around



The people might know, but the people don't care

That a man can be as poor as me

Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain

Now let's come run and see, run and see

Run and see, run, run and see, and see