St. James Infirmary - Roger McGuinn

I went down to Old Joe’s Bar-room

On the corner by the square

Drinks were being served as usual

And the same old crowd was there

On my left was Joe MacKennedy

His eyes were blood-shot red

His elbow on the bar he turned to me

And these are the words he said

I went down to St. James Infirmary

I saw my baby there

Stretched out on a long white table

So sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can search this wide world over

She’ll never find another man like me

When I die bury me in my straight legged shoes

Box back coat and a stetson hat

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain

So the boys will know I died standing pat

There were sixteen coal black horses

When the coachman’s whip did crack

There are sixteen miles to the graveyard

But my baby’s never ever coming back

Well now you’ve heard my sad story

Boy hand me another shot of that booze

And if any one should ask you

I’ve 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 sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can search this wide world over

She’ll never find another man like me