I went down to the St. James Infirmary

I found my baby there

She was stretched out on a long, white table.

So calm, so cool, so bare

Let her go, I said, let her go, may God bless her

Wherever she may be.

Well, she could search this whole wide world over, yeah

But she'll never find a sweet man like Harry.

Now, when I die, I wanna be buried

In a box with a black coat and a stetson hat

I want a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain,

So all the boys would know I died standing pat.

Just a closer walk with Thee

Grant it, Jesus, if you please

Daily walking close to Thee,

Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

Oh I.. I am weak, but Thou art strong, Thou art strong

Keep me Jesus, from all wrong

I'll be satisfied just as long

Just as long, as you walk, close to me.

Now folks, this is the end of my story

Bartender, pass me another bottle of booze

If anyone should ever ask you,

You can tell them I've got the St. James Infirmary blues.