A7                        D7 
All of my friends come to see me last night 
A7                         D7 
I was layin' in my bed and dyin' 
Em           Bm       A   G  F#m 
Annie Bonneau, from Saint Angel, 
      Em                       D7 
Say the weather down here, so fine 
 
 
Just then the wind came squalling through the dark 
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 
 
C                      D Em 
See here how everything  lead up to this day 
Dm                 Am                  Em 
And it's just like any other day that's ever been 
D         G                C       Em    Am 
Sun goin' up and then, the sun, it goin' down 
F                              C                  D 
Shine through my window and my friends they come around 
      Dm           F              A7 
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 lyin' in pain 
Now, let's go run and see 
D7 
Run and see.