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WILLIE THE WEEPER, by                    
First Line: Listen to the story of willie the weeper
Last Line: "and dreaming he's dead, he'll forget to wake"
Subject(s): Drugs & Drug Abuse


Listen to the story of Willie the Weeper.
Willie the Weeper was a chimney sweeper.
He had the hop habit and he had it bad;
Listen and I'll tell you of a dream he had.
He went to a hop joint the other night,
Where he knew the lights were always shining bright,
And, calling for a chink to bring some hop,
He started in smoking like he wasn't gonna stop.
After he'd smoked about a dozen pills,
He said, "This ought to cure all my aches and ills."
And turning on his side he fell asleep,
And dreamt he was a sailor on the ocean deep.
He played draw poker as they left the land,
And won a million dollars on the very first hand.
He played and he played till the crew went broke.
Then he turned around and took another smoke.
He came to the island of Siam,
Rubbed his eyes and said, "I wonder where I am,"
Played craps with the king and won a million more,
But had to leave the island 'cause the king got sore.
He went to Monte Carlo where he played roulette,
And couldn't lose a penny but won every bet --
Played and he played till the bank went broke.
Then he turned around and took another smoke.
Then he thought he'd better be sailing for home,
And chartered a ship and sailed away alone.
Ship hit a rock. He hit the floor.
Money was gone and the dream was o'er.
Now this is the story of Willie the Weeper;
Willie the Weeper was a chimney sweeper.
Someday a pill too many he'll take,
And dreaming he's dead, he'll forget to awake.






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