I went down to St. James infirmary I heard my baby groan I got so broken and down hearted She used to be mine Though I tried to keep from crying My heart just felt like leather The woman was all I ever lived for You know I wished it was me instead I went down to St. James Infirmary All still as night My gal was laying out on the table Streched out so pale and so fine Though she treated me mean and low down The woam was there Somehow I didn't care My soul is sick and weary And I just hope we'll meet again up there When I die I want you to dress me in straight lace shoes Give me a buff black coat and a big black hat Put a twenty dollar gold piece and my watch chain So all know that I died standing pat Let her go, let her go, let the woman go, God bless her Wherever she may be She can search the world over But the gal will never find a sweet man like me