I do hate to see a rover crippled in the stones  Now he's one step nearer to the ground  And I do hate to see a hawker broken in the bones  (Chorus)  Sickness and diseases pull you down, pull you down  Sickness and diseases pull you down  Everybody's got the sickness, everybody's down  Running to the doctor with a pound  "Doctor, doctor, do you have a needle big enough for me?"  (Chorus)  (Chorus)  My friend Billy, well he looks so ill, his face is white as milk  Everybody runs for miles when he's in town  He's got every known disease and some without a name  (Chorus)  If you want to live to be a poor man or a prince  Pay good attention when evil times abound  Always listen to what your mother says and stay in bed at night  (Chorus)  (Chorus)