Consuming agues dwell in every vein;
Rheum and catarrh do not exist in vain --
When one grows old, life’s nothing but a pain.

The sun arises, shines into my eyes
Through the blinds, blinds me in both eyes;
Consuming agues dwell in every vein

As I awaken. When I go to sleep
The moon arises, but I cannot sleep --
When one grows old life’s nothing but a pain.

Hack, spew, cough, sneeze and groan away,
Sneeze, cough, hack, spew and moan all day --
Rheum and catarrh do not exist in vain.

Creak in every joint, weak in every limb,
Lean upon a cane for it’s your extra limb --
When one grows old life’s nothing but a pain.

I see when I’m awake I’ve been forsaken;
I pray that when I sleep I’ll not awaken.
When one grows old life’s nothing but a pain.
Consuming agues dwell in every vein.