Uploaded July 2023 | Updated September 2026, 13 hours ago

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LYRICS:
I went down to old Joe's barroom
On the corner by the square
They were serving drinks as usual
And the same old crowd was there

On my left stood big Joe McKennedy
His eyes were bloodshot red
He turned as I walked towards him
And these are the words that he said

I went down to St. James' Infirmary
I saw my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table
So young so cold and so fair

Let her go let her go God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this wide world over
And never find another man like me

Sixteen coal-black horses
Go at the driver's whip crack
Seven long miles to the graveyard
But my baby's never coming back

And when I finally die just bury me
In my high-top Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys will know I died standing pat

Now that I've told my sad story
I'd like another shot of booze
And if anyone should happen to ask you
I got the St. James' Infirmary blues

I went down to St. James' Infirmary
I saw my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table
So young so cold and so fair

Let her go let her go God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this wide world over
And never find another man like me

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"St. James' Infirmary Blues" written by Irving Mills & Don Redman.