St. James Infirmary

Well, I went down to the St. James Infirmary

And I saw my baby there

She was laying 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 never finds a little man like me

When I die, bury me in straight lace shoes

A box-back suit, double-breasted

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my gravestone

So the boys know I died standing fast

Let her go, let her go

God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can search this wide world over

But she never finds a little man like me

When I die, bury me in fine lace shoes

A good watch of gold, Stetson hat

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my gravestone

So the boys will know I'm standing fast

Let her go, let her go

God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can search this whole world over

But she never finds a little man like me

But she never finds a little man like me