When I went down to Old Joe's barroom On the corner by the Square The drinks we all served as usual And the usual crowd was there
Upto the bar I saw Big Joe beginning With these eyes bloodshoting red Gather round and now all you seen us I'm gonna tell you just what Big Joe said
When I went down to St.-James infirmary Just to see my baby there She was stretched on a long white table So cold, so cold, so fair
Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be. She can look this whole wide world over, But she'll never find a new man like me.
Now, when I die I want you to bury me, In my high top Stetson hat Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch-chain, I want the boys know that I died standing pat.
And if anybody should ask you who's been singing If anybody should wanna know who wrote this song Just tell him Big Joe was here this morning And he was here this morning, yeah, but now he's gone
Авторы: (traditionnel) Arrangements: Jean Musy (p) 1967 ed. Music 18 Enregistrement: novembre 1967