I do hate to see a rover crippled in the stones

Now he's one step nearer to the ground

And I do hate to see a hawker broken in the bones



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Sickness and diseases pull you down, pull you down

Sickness and diseases pull you down



Everybody's got the sickness, everybody's down

Running to the doctor with a pound

"Doctor, doctor, do you have a needle big enough for me?"



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My friend Billy, well he looks so ill, his face is white as milk

Everybody runs for miles when he's in town

He's got every known disease and some without a name



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If you want to live to be a poor man or a prince

Pay good attention when evil times abound

Always listen to what your mother says and stay in bed at night



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