Sandy Ross - St. James Infirmary lyrics

I went down to Joe's bar room At the corner of the square They were serving drinks as usual And the usual crowd was there On my left stood old Joe McKenndy His eyes were bloodshot red And he turned to the crowd around me And these are the very words he said I went down to St. James Infirmary To see my baby there She was stretched out on a long black table So calm, so cool, so fair Let her go, let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She can search this whole world over And never find a man like me Get sixteen coal-black horses And tie 'em to a rubber tire hack There are seven women going to the grave yard And six of them comin' back Let her go, let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She can search this whole world over And never find a man like me Get six crap shooters as pole barers And a chorus line to sing her a song Put a jazz band on her hearse wagon So we can raise hell as well roll a long Let her go, let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She can search this whole world over And never find a man like me When I die please come and bury me In my tu-tone stetson hat Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain So the Lord will know I died Standin' pat Let her go, let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She can search this whole world over And never find a man like me