Well folks I'm going down to St .James Infirmary
See my little baby there
She's stretched out on a long white table
Well she looks so good so cold so fair
Let her go let her go
God bless her
Whereever she may be
You may search this whole wide world ever
But she'll never find another sweetheart like me yeah
Take apart your bones and put them back together
Tell your mother that you are somebody new
Feel the breeze blow and tell them all Look out there it comes
Now I can say whatever I feel like to you
Then keep me six crap-shooting pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band
We raise Hallelujah as we go along
Well
Well folks now that you have heard my story
Sad boy band me another shot of that rye
And if anyone else should ask you
Just tell them all
I've got some of those
St . James Infirmary blues
