Classic Poem

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
The Meningitis killing me
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
the meningitis killing me
I'm sitting, I'm standing, baby,
my head is nearly down to my knee

I come in home one Saturday night
pull off my clothes and I lie down
I come in home one Saturday night
pull off my clothes and I lie down
And that morning just about day
the meningitis begin to creep around

My head and neck was paining me
feel like my back would break in two
My head and neck was paining me
feel like my back would break in two
Lord I had such a mood that morning
I didn't know what else there was to do

My companion take me to the doctor:
Doctor, please tell me my wife's complaint
My companion take me to the doctor:
Doctor, please tell me my wife's complaint
The doctor looked down on me, shook his head,
said, I would lie to you, son, but I can't

You take her round to the city hospital
just as quick quick as you possible can
Take her round to the city hospital
just as quick quick as you possible can
Because the condition she's in now
you never will get her back home 'live again

He drove me round to the city hospital
the clock was striking ten
Drove me round to the city hospital
the clock was striking ten
I heard my companion say
I won't see your smiling face again