All of my friends come to see me last night   I was laying in my bed and dying   Annie Bonneau from St. Angel   Say the weather down here so fine      Just then the wind came squalling through the dark   But who can the weather command?   Just wanna have a little peace to die   And a friend or two I love at hand      Fever roll up to a hundred and five   Roll on up, gonna roll back down   One more day I find myself alive   Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground      See here how everything lead up to this day   And it's just like any other day that's ever been   Sun going up and then the sun going down   Shine through my window and my friends they come around   Come around, come around      The people might know but the people don't care   That a man could be as poor as me   Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain   Now let's go run and see, run and see   Run and see, run, run and see and see