Vi Wickam and Paul Anastasio - St. James Infirmary Blues

I went down to St. James Infirm’ry
I 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 look this wide world over
But she’ll never find a man as sweet as me
When I die, please bury me in my straight-laced shoes
With a black coat and a white Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys’ll know I died standin' pat
Let her go
Let her go
God bless her
Wherever she may be
You can search this wide world over
But you’ll never find another man like me

Written by:
Albanie Falletta, Armand Piron, Irving Berlin, Traditional Traditional

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