St James Infirmary Blues

Intro: Barkeep, barkeep, gimme another shot of that Old Crow Tell you a story about my friend Big Joe Said I was down in Old Joe's barroom Right there in the square Well all the usual suspects was assembled Big Joe Mckinny was there He said "Boys I wanna tell you a story" His eyes were all bloodshot red Well he leaned down real low and he told me These were the words he said "I went down to Saint James Infirmary I heard my baby groan She was stretched out on a long white table She used to be my very own Oh let her go, let her go, god bless her Wherever she may be She can search that wide world over She won't never find a meaner man than me" When I die bury me in straight lace shoes A box-back coat and a Stetson hat And put a twenty dollar gold chain on my daddy's old watch So those boys know I died standing pat And give me six crap-shooters for pall-bearers Let a Chorus girl sing me a song Put a red hot jazz band on my funeral march Raise hell as I roll along Roll out your old-time carriage I say roll out your old-time hat Oh there's twelve men going down to the graveyard And eleven are coming back Well Big Joe, he's one mighty box man But the plague took the woman he loved Like it took old King Jesse before her It'll come take your soul 'fore it's done Now that I told my story Pour another shot of booze And if anyone should ever ask me, yeah yeah Well I got those Saint James Infirmary Blues, yeah yeah I went down I went down I went down I went down