Willie The Weeper

Oh, well a'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 ya 'bout a dream he had
 Oh, well he went to the hop house the other night
 Wearin' his goulashes, boy, were shinin' bright
 Ah, well'a called to the boy to bring him some hops
 Started then a smokin' like he'd never stop
 Oh, well after he had smoked about a dozen pills
 He says, "This ought'a kill all my aches and ills"
 Oh, well'a he turned on his side and 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 the very first hand
 Oh, well he played and he played 'til 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
 Oh, well he played and he played 'til the bank went broke
 Then he turned around and had another smoke
 Oh, well'a then he thought he better be a'sailin' for home
 Oh, well he chartered his ship and sailed away alone
 Ah, well the ship hit a rock, he hit the floor
 Oh'ho well the dope gave out and the dream was off
 Oh, well'a that was the story about Willie the Weeper
 Now, Willie the Weeper was a young pox eater
 Someday a pill, too many, he'll take
 And dreamin' that he's dead, he will forget to wake