Intro: 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’spied 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 n’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 pretty maidens to come and carry my coffin Sixteen pretty maidens to come and sing me a song And tell ’em to bring some o’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 ye carry me along Throw bunches of lilies all over my coffin Thare goes a poor cowboy that knowed he done wrong.