Songtext von St. James Infirmary

Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary See my baby there She's stretched out on a long, white table So sweet, so cold, so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She will search this wide world over But she'll never find another sweet man like me Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches Put on a box-back coat and a stetson hat Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat An' give me six crap shooting pall bearers Let a chorus girl sing me a song Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along Folks, now that you have heard my story Say, man, hand me another shot of that booze If anyone should ask you Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues