Oh well this is the story about Willie the Weeper Now Willie the Weeper was a chimney sweeper He had the habit, boy, he had it bad Let me tell you bout a dream he had
Well he went to the hop house the other night Wearin his goulashes, boy, they were shinin bright Well he called to the boy said bring him some hop Started in a smokin like he'd never stop
Oh well after he had smoked about a dozen pills He says, "This oughta cure all my aches and ills" Well he turned on his side and he went to sleep Dreamed he was a sailor on the ocean deep
Oh well he played draw poker as they left the land He won a million dollars on his very first hand Well he played and he played until the crew went broke Then he turned around and had another smoke
Oh well he came to the island of Siam He rubbed his eyes and said, "I wonder where I am." He played craps with the king, he won a million more Had to leave the island cause the king got sore
Oh well he went to Monte Carlo where he played roulette He couldn't lose a penny cause he won every bet Well he played and he played until the bank went broke Then he turned around and had another smoke
Oh well then he thought he better be a-sailing for home Well he charted a ship and he sailed away alone Oh well this ship hit a rock, he hit the floor Oh well the dope gave out and the dream was o'er
Oh well that was the story about Willie the Weeper Now Willie the Weeper was young pox eater Some day a pill too many he'll take And dreaming that he's dead he will forget to wakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
