Sickness And Diseases Songtext
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I do hate to see a rover crippled in the stonesNow he's one step nearer to the groundAnd I do hate to see a hawker broken in the bones(Chorus)Sickness and diseases pull you down, pull you downSickness and diseases pull you downEverybody's got the sickness, everybody's downRunning to the doctor with a pound"Doctor, doctor, do you have a needle big enough for me?"(Chorus)(Chorus)My friend Billy, well he looks so ill, his face is white as milkEverybody runs for miles when he's in townHe's got every known disease and some without a name(Chorus)If you want to live to be a poor man or a princePay good attention when evil times aboundAlways listen to what your mother says and stay in bed at night(Chorus)(Chorus)
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