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American Ballads and Folk Songs
There was a young man named Willie the Weeper,
Made his living as a chimney sweeper,
Had the hop habit and had it bad}
Listen and I will tell you about a dream he had.
Went to the Chink's joint the other night,
Where he knew that the lights were always shining bright,
He called in the Chink and ordered a toy of hop,
Started in to smoking and thought that he never would stop.
He rolled and he smoked about a dozen pills, Said it drove away all the pains and illsj Laying on his hip, he then fell asleep, Dreamed that he was sailing on the ocean deep.
Started to playing poker when he left this land, Won a million dollars on the very first hand. Came to a place they call Siam, He rubbed his nose and said, "I wonder where I am."
From the king of Siam he won a million more 5 He then went to Monte Carlo, 'cause the king got sore, While at Monte Carlo he played ro'lette, Wins every penny and couldn't make a bet.
When he found that all the banks were broke He bought a million dollars' worth of hops to smoke. He said that he would lead a life from toil, Bought a million dollars' worth of peanut oil.
Stabbed himself with an inchee gow,
Died with his head on a suee pow.
Willie awoke, his hops had vanished, his dreams were o'er,
He went to sweeping chimneys, as he did before.

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