I went down to St James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was stretched down on a long white table
So pale, so cold, so fair
Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search the wide whole world over
She won't ever find another man like me
Seventeen cold black horses
Are hitched to her rubber-tired hack;
And seven girls are goin' to the graveyard
And only six of 'em are coming back
When I die, I want you bury me
In wide- ?? Stetson hat
Put a five dollar gold piece on my watch chain
Let them know that I was standin' pat
I went down to St James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was stretched down on a long white table
So , so cold, so fair
I went down to St James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was stretched down on a long white table
So pale, so cold, so fair
So pale, so cold, so fair
So pale, so cold, so fair