St James Infirmary Blues lyrics

Folks, I`m goin` down to St. James Infirmary,
See my baby there;
She`s stretched out on a long, white table,
She`s so sweet, so cold, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, God 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 the boys know I died standing pat.

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