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St. James Infirmary Blues
St. James Infirmary Blues
turnover time:2024-11-22 17:54:09
St. James Infirmary Blues

Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,

See my baby there;

She's stretched out on a long, white table,

So sweet, so cold, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, oh bless her,

Wherever she may be,

She will search this wide world over,

But she'll never find another sweet man like me.

Now when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches,

Put on a box-back coat and a stetson hat,

Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain,

So you can let all them boys know I died standing pat.

An' give me six crap shooting pallbearers,

Let a chorus girl sing me a song,

Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head

So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along.

Folks, now that you have heard my story,

Say, boy, hand me another shot of that booze;

If anyone should ask you,

Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues.

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