Black Peter

All of my friends come to see me last night. I was laying in my bed and dying.

Annie Bonneau from Saint An-gel Say the weather down here so fine.

Just then the wind came squalling through the door. But who can the weather command.

Just want to 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 can be as poor as me.

Take a look at poor Peter, he’s lying in pain. Now let’s come run and see.

Run and see, Run and see, Run, run and see, and see

Michael Gonzalez