Intro: It was down at old Joe's bar room At the corner by the square They were serving drinks as usual And the usual crowd was there On my left stood big Joe MacKennedy His eyes were bloodshot red And as he turned to the crowd around him These were the very words he said. I went down to St. James Infirmary I saw my baby there Stretched out on a long, white table So young, so cold, so fair Seventeen coal-black horses Hitched to a rubber-tied hack Seven girls goin' to the graveyard Only six of them are coming back Let her go. Let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this wide world over And never find another man like me When I die just bury me In my high-top Stetson hat Place a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain My gang will know I died standing pat I want six crap-shooters for my pallbearers A Chorus girl to sing me a song Put a jazz band on my hearse wagon To raise hell as we roll along Let her go. Let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this wide world over And never find sweet man like me Now that you've heard my story I'll take another shot of booze And if anyone here should ask you I've got the gambler's blues Let her go. Let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this wide world over And never find sweet man like me
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