St. James Infirmary

I went down to St. James Infirmary

Saw my baby there

She was stretched out on a long, white table

So cold, so sweet, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can search this wide world over

But she'll never find a sweet man like me (I'm bragging)

When I die, bury me in straight lace shoes

And a box-back suit, double-breasted

Put a 20 dollar gold piece on my watch chain

Yes, so the boys will know that I died standin' pat