Willie The Weeper

(albüm: Rare Junk - 1968)

Let me tell you 'bout Willie the weeper
Willie the weeper was a chimney sweeper
He had the hop habit and he had it bad
Listen while I tell you 'bout a dream he had.

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Willie went to a hop-joint late last night
He knew that the light would be burning bright
I guess he must've smoked a dozen pills or more
'Cause when he woke up he was on a foreign shore.

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The queen of Belgium was the first he met
She called him her darling and her loving pet
She gave him a genuine Ford automobile
With a diamond headlight and silver steering wheel.

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She had a million cattle and she had a million sheep
She had a million vessels in the ocean deep
She had a million dollars all in nickels and dimes
He knew it 'cause he counted them a million times.

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Willie got to New York one night late
He called his sugar baby up for a date
He got funny and began to shout
And blim-blam-bloom, well, the dope give out.

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