The Unfortunate Rake

Lyrics
As I was a walking down by Saint James's Hospital I was a walking down by there one day What should I spy but one of my comrades All wrapped in flannel, oh warm was the day I asked him what ailed him, I asked him what failed him I asked him then cause of all his complaint It's all on account of some handsome young women Tis' she that has caused me to weep and lament And had she but told me before she disordered me Had she but told me of it in time I might have got pills and salts of white mercury But now I'm cut down in the height of my prime Get six young soldiers to carry my coffin Six young girls to sing mе a song And each of them carry a bunch of green laurel So thеy don't smell me as they bear me along Don't muffle your drums and play your pipes merrily Play a quick march as you carry me along And fire your bright muskets all over my coffin Sayin' there goes an unfortunate lad to his home
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Credits
- Producers
- Kenneth S. Goldstein