St. James Infirmary
Louis Armstrong
I went down to St. James Infirmary
I saw my baby in there
She was stretched out on a long white table
So cold, so sweet, so sweet, so fair
Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this world wide, wide over
She won't ever find another man like me
When I die bury me in straight lace shoes
A box back suit and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys'll know I died standing pat