Originally:

Early one morning, past the St. James Hospital
Early one morning, morn in the month of May
When I looked through the window,
And I spied a dear cowboy
A dear cowboy, as cold as the clay

Doc Watson’t 1964 Version
[Verse 1]
Early one morning
At the St. James Hospital
Early one morning
Morn’ in the month of May
When I looked through the window and a-spied a dear cowboy
A dear cowboy as cold as the clay

[Verse 2]
Set ye down by me
And hear my sad story
Set ye down by me
And sing me a song
For my poor head is aching and my sad heart is breaking
I’m a poor cowboy that knowed he done wrong

[Verse 3]
Send for that doctor
To come and heal up my body
And send for the preacher
To come and pray for my soul
For my poor head is aching and my sad heart is breaking
I’m a poor cowboy and Hell is my doom

[Verse 4]
Get sixteen perdy maidens
To come and carry my coffin
Sixteen perdy maidens
To come and sing me a song
And tell ’em to bring some of them sweet smelling roses
So they can’t smell me as they tote me along
See country shows near Berkeley
Get tickets as low as $45

[Verse 5]
Beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly
Play the death march as ye carry me along
Throw bunches of lilies all over my coffin
There goes a poor cowboy that knowed he done wrong