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 there 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 its just like any other day thats ever been
Sun going up and then the sun going down
Come around, come around

The people might know, but the people dont care,
That a man can be as poor as me
Take a look at poor peter, hes lying in pain,
Now lets come run and see, run and see,
Run and see, run, run and see, and see