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Saint James Infirmary - Colette Magny
Lyricist：Mills Irving
Composer：Mills Irving
Arranger：Jean Bouchety
It was down
In old Joe's barroom
On a corner by the square
The drinks were serves as usual
And the usual old crowd was there
On my left stood band
His eyes were bloodshot
He turned to the crowd around him
These were the very words he said
I went down to St
James Infirmary
I saw my baby there
Stretches out on a long
White table
So sweet
So cold
So fair
When I die please bury me
In my high topped Steton hat
Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys
I died standing pat
I want six crap shooting for pall bearers
A chorus girl sing me a song
Put a jazz band on my hears wagon
So we can raise hell as we roll along
And now that you
My story
I'll take another shot of booze
And if anybody happens to ask you
Well I got those gambler's blues
Well I got those gambler's blues
