St. James' Hospital

St. James' Hospital - Doc Watson

Written by：James Baker

Early one morning at the St. James Hospital

Early one morning morn in the month of May

When I looked through the window

And a spyed a dear cowboy

A dear cowboy as cold as the clay

Set ye down by me and hear my sad story

Set ye down by me and sing me a song

For my poor head is aching

And my sad heart is breaking

I'm a poor cowboy that knowed he done wrong

Send for that doctor

To come and heal up my body

And send for the preacher to come

And pray for my soul

For my poor head is aching

And my sad heart is breaking

I'm a poor cowboy and hell is my doom

Get sixteen perdy maidens to come

And carry my coffin

Sixteen perdy maidens to come

And sing me a song

And tell them to bring some on them

Sweet smelling roses

So they can't smell me as they tote me along

Beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly

Play the death march as she carry me along

Throw bunches of lillies all over my coffin

There goes a poor cowboy

That knowd he done wrong