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St. James Infirmary Blues
Lyrics:
Well I went down to Old Joe's bar room,
Down on the corner by the
square.
They were serving drinks, as usual,
And the usual crowd
was there.
In the corner sat Big Joe Mackenzie,
His eyes were
blood-shot red.
And as he turned to address the crowd around him,
These were the very words that he said:
He said, "I went down to
St. James Infirmary.
To see my baby there.
And she was laid out on
the long white tables,
So cold, so pale and so fair.
Let her
go, ler her go, God bless her.
Wherever she may be.
Let her search
that whole wide world over,
Never find a man as sweet as me.
I
want six crapshooters for pallbearers,
Let a pretty gal sing me a
song.
I want a jazz band on my hearse wagon,
We'll raise hell as
we roll along.
Won't you roll out that rubber tried hack, boy.
Won't you roll out that rubber tried hack.
Thirteen men went down to
that old graveyeard,
And there's only one man coming back.
Now
that you've heard my story,
Take another shot of the booze.
And if
anybody should ask,
I've got the St. James Infirmary Blues.
The
St. James Infirmary Blues."
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