Saint James Infirmary

I went down to Old Joe's Bar-room
On the corner by the square
Drinks were being served as usual
And the same old crowd was there

On my left was Old Joe MacKennedy
His eyes were blood-shot red
His elbow on the bar he turned to me
And these are the words he said:

I went down to St. James Infirmary
I saw my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table
So sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this wide world over
She'll never find another sweet man like me

When I die bury me in my straight legged shoes
Box back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys will know I died standing pat

Well now you've heard my sad story
Boy hand me another shot of that booze
And if any one should ask you
I've got the St. James Infirmary Blues

I went down to St. James Infirmary
I saw my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table
So sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this wide world over
She'll never find another sweet man like me