Jazz / Blues Standard
Am, Bb, C, D, Dm, E, Em, F, G
I was down at old Joe's bar room on the corner by the square
he was pouring the drinks as usual the usual crowd was there
to my left was big Joe McKennedy his eyes were bloodshot red
He turned to the crowd around him, and these were the words he said.
I went down to St. James's infirmary to see my baby there,
stretched out on a long white table, so sweet, so cold, so fair.
I went up to see the doctor, "She's feeling very low," he said. Went back to see my baby,
good God, she was lying there dead. Let her go, let her go, God bless her.
Wherever she may be, she might search the whole wide world over.
She'll never find another like me.
Oh, when I die, please bury me in my $10 Stetson hat
Put a $20 gold piece on my watch chain So they'll know I died standing pat
I want six crapshooters as pallbearers, chorus gonna sing me a song, put a jazz band on my
horse wagon to raise hell as we roll along. Raise hell now!
Now that's the end of my story Let's have another round of booze
And if anyone should happen to ask you I got the St. James Infirmary blues
I got the St. James Infirmary blues I got the St. James Infirmary blues