As I was walking by the banks of the UgienCome my dear fellow and a story I will tellnI spied a dear comrade, dressed in white flannelnDressed in white flannel and cruel was his fatennFor the mercury was beating, the limestone was reekingnHis tongue all inflamed hung over his chinnWith a hole in his bosom, his teeth were a closin'nBad luck to the girl who gave it to himnnAnd had she but told me, when she dishonored menHad she but told me of it in timenI might have been cured by those pills of white mercurynBut now I'm a young man cut down in my primennMy parents they warned me and oftimes they chidednWith those young flash girls do not sport and playnBut I never listened, no I never heedednI just carried on in my own wicked waynnAnd had she but told me, when she dishonored menHad she but told me of it in timenI might have been cured by those pills of white mercurynBut now I'm a young man cut down in my primennIt was down on the corner two flash girls were takingnOne to the other in a whipser did saynThere goes that young man who once was so jolly nBut now for his sins his poor body must paynnOh doctor, dear doctor before your departurenTake all these bottles of mercury awaynAnd send for the minister to say a prayer over menThen you can lay more poor body in the claynnNow get you six fellows to carry my coffinnAnd six pretty faid maids to bear up my pall nAnd give each of them a bunch of red rosesnSo when they pass by me they'll not know the smellnnAnd had she but told me, when she dishonored menHad she but told me of it in timenI might have been cured by those pills of white mercurynBut now I'm a young man cut down in my primennAnd had she but told me, oh when she dishonored menHad she but told me of it in timenI might have been cured by those pills of white mercurynBut now I'm a young man cut down in my primennHad she but told menI might have been curednInstead I'm a young man cut down in my primen