St. James Infirmary

St. James Infirmary - Chad Elliott and The Redemptions (6:21)

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Songwriter: Unknown - Public Domain
Publisher for this recording: BMI
Release Date: August 10, 2018

Lyrics:

I went down to old Joe’s barroom
In the corner down by the square
The usual crowd was assembled
And Big Joe McKinney was there

He was standing at my shoulder
His eyes were a bloodshot red
He turned to the crowd around him
These were the words he said

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

Let her go, let her go!
God Bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this whole wide world over
But she’ll never find a sweet man like me

When I die, please, won’t you bury me
In my high top Stetson hat
Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So that God knows I died standin’ pat

Six gamblers for my pallbearers
A chorus gonna sing me that song
Put a jazz band on my hearse wagon
So I can raise hell as I roll along

Let her go, let her go!
God Bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this whole wide world over
But she’ll never find a sweet man like me

Roll out your rubber tired carriage
Roll out your old time hack
There are twelve men goin’ down to the graveyard
But only eleven comin’ back

So now that you’ve heard my story
Won’t you give me another shot of booze
If anybody happens to ask you
Just tell them I got them gambler’s blues

Let her go, let her go!
God Bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search the whole wide world over
But she’ll never find a sweet man like me
No, she’ll never find another man like me