St James Infirmary Lyrics

Say, I went down to St. James Infirmary
Saw my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table
So cold... so sweet... so fair
I tried to keep from crying
My heart was heavy as lead
For there was my poor baby
And I wished it was me instead

Let her go... let her go... God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can look this whole wide world over
But she'll never find another good man like me
When I die want you to bury me
In a boxback coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So that the boys'll know that I died standing pat

And now that you've heard my story
Give me another shot of that booze
If anyone ask you what's wrong with me
Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues