St James Infirmary
traditional
I went down to old Joe's barroom
On the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual
And the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy
His eyes were bloodshot red
He turned to the crowd around him
These are the words he said
Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She may search this wide world over
And never find a sweet man like me
Oh, when I die, please bury me
In my ten dollar Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So my friends'll know I died standin' pat
Get six gamblers to carry my coffin
Six chorus girls to sing me a song
Put a twenty-piece jazz band on my tail gate
To raise Hell as we go along
Now I've come to the end of my story
Let's have another round of booze
And if anyone should ask you just tell them
I've got the St. James Infirmary blues