I have the stomach flu. It sucks. In honor of sickness, I shall leave you with some sick songs I remember from my childhood, and then I shall go back to sipping ginger ale and eating saltines. yay.
The Ghost of John. This version is a lot more beautiful that the version we sang in grade school.
The version I learned of this song was slightly different . . . but what the heck – that’s what makes it great.