Fairport Convention - Sickness

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)