♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Oh I went down to St. James infirmary ♪ Saw my baby there, baby there Stressed out on a long white table So gross, still so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She can look this whole wide world all over She'll never find another man like me Now when I die I want you to dress me straight like shoes A box back coat and a stetson hat Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain So the boys will know I died standing pat ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪
