St. James Infirmary

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I went	down to	old Joe's	barroom, On the corner	by the	square.

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Well, the	drinks were	served as	usual, And the	usual	crowd was	there,

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And the	usual	crowd was	there.

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In a	corner stood	old Joe Mc	Kennedy, His eyes all	bloodshot and	red.

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He	turned to the	crowd a	round him, And	these were the	words he	said,

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And	these were the	words he	said:

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I	went to	St. James in	firmary, I saw my	baby	there.

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She was	layed out on a	long white	table,

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So	sweet, so	cold, so	fair,	So	sweet, so	cold, so	fair!

Went up to see the doctor, "She's very low," he said;

Went back to see my baby:

Good God! She's lying there dead! Good God! She's lying there dead!

Well, if I die, please won't you bury me With my high top Stetson hat!

Put a twenty Dollar gold piece on my watchchain,

to let the boys know that I'm standing pat, to let the boys know that I'm standing pat!

Get six gamblers to carry my coffin, Let six pretty girls sing me a song!

Put a dixieland band behind my hearse wagon,

To raise Hell while they roll me along, To raise Hell while they roll me along

Now that's the end of my story; Let's have another round of booze

And if anyone should ask you:

I've got the St. James Infirmary blues, I've got the St. James Infirmary blues!