St. James Infirmary

1) It was down in old Joe's barroom, on a corner by the square; The drinks were served as usual, and the usual crowd was there Ref: Let her go, let her go, God bless here! Where ever she may be; She may search this wide world over, never find a man as sweet as me! (2)On my left stood Joe McKennedy, his eyes were blood-shot red; He turned to the crowd around him, these were the very words he said: (3)I went down to the St James Infirmary, I saw my baby there; Stretched out on a long white table, so sweet, so cold, so fair -------------------- JUISTE TEKST: I went down to old Joe's bar room On the corner by the square. Well, the drinks were bein' served as usual, And this motley crowd was there. Well, on my left stood Joe McKennedy And his eyes were bloodshot red. When he told me that sad story, These were the words he said: I went down to the St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there, She was stretched out on a long white table, So cold, and fine, and fair. Go ahead! Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be, She can search this world over Never find another man like me. Yes, sixteen coal black horses To pull that rubber tied hack. Well, it's seventeen miles to the graveyard But my baby's never comin' back. Well, now you've heard my story, Well, have another round of booze And if anyone should ever, ever ask you I've got the St. James infirmary blues