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St. James Infirmary - Cab Calloway (凯伯·凯洛威)
Written by：Joe Primrose
Folks I'm going 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 it go let it go God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this whole wide world over
But she'll never find another sweet man like me
When I die bury 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
And 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 boy hand me another shot of that booze;
If anyone should ask you
You just tell them I've got those St James Infirmary blues
