For now I’m down and out,
And broken is my will,
I’d sell my very clothes
For a marewanna pill.
O, once I was good,
But now I’m very bad,
For the Chinks took from me
Everything I ever had.
It’s the white man’s curse,
The yellow man’s joy,
The angels’ dread
And the devil’s toy.
No good ever comes,
And no good ever will,
To anyone who smokes
The hashish pill.
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