Willie the Weeper-Dave Van Ronk

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 d**e 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