I went
down to old
Joe's barroom
On the
corner, by the
stairs
Drinks
were served as
usual
And the
usual crowd
was there
On my
left stood Joe
McKennedy
His eyes were
bloodshot red
And he
turned to face the
crowd around him
These are the very words he said:
“I went
down to
St. James
infirmary
Saw my
baby lying
there
Stretched out
on a long
white table
So cold, so deep, so
fair
Let her
go, let
her go,
Lord bless her
Wherever she may
be
And I
can search this
whole world right over
You'll never find a
sweet man as me”
When I
die, please bury
me
Outside of Stetson
hat
Put a
gold piece on my
watch chain
So the
boys will know
that I died standing fair
I want
six gamblers to be
my pallbearers
I want
a working girl
to sing me a song
I want
a jazz
band on my
hearse wagon
To raise hell as we
roll along
Now
that you've
heard my
story
I'll take another shot
of the booze
And if
anybody should ask
me
Tell'em I got me those
gamblin' dues
Tell'em
I got
me those
gamblin' dues
Tell'em I got me those
gamblin' dues