All of my friends come to see me last night,
I was layin' in my bed and dyin'.
Annie Bonneau from St. Angel say the weather down here so fine.
Just then the wind came squallin' through the door,
See here how everything lead up to this day,
And it's just like any other day that's ever been.
Sun comin' up and then the sun goin' down.
Shine through my window and my friends they come around,
Come around, come around.
The people might know, but the people don't care,