I went down to the St. James Infirmary
I saw my baby there,
She was streched out on a cold white table,
So cold, so sweet, so sweet, so fair.
Let her go, let her go, God bless her;
Wherever she may be
She can search this so wide world over
She won't ever find another man like me.
When I die, burying me at straght laced shoes
A box back suit and a Stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys know I died standin' pat.
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