See what the boys in the backroom will have And tell them I'm having the same Go see what the boys in the backroom will have And give them the poison they name And when I die don't spend my money On flowers and my picture in a frame Just see what the boys in the backroom will have And tell them I sighed And tell them I cried And tell them I died of the same And when I die don't buy a casket Of silver with the candles all aflame Just see what the boys in the backroom will have And tell them I sighed And tell them I cried And tell them I died of the same And when I die don't pay the preacher For speaking of my glory and my fame Just see what the boys in the backroom will have And tell them I sighed And tell them I cried And tell them I died of the same