Intro: Instrumental Verse It was down at old Joe's bar room At the corner by the square They were serving the drinks as usual And the usual crowd was there On my left stood big Joe MacKennedy His eyes were bloodshot red And as he looked at the crowd around him These were the very words he said. I went down to St. James Infirmary Just to see my baby there She was stretched out on a long, white table So cold, so sweet, so fair Seventeen coal-black horses Hitched to a rubber-tied hack Seven girls goin' to the graveyard Only six of them are coming back Let her go. Let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this wide world over She'll never find another man like me Instrumental Verse x2 When I die, when I die, Lord bury me In my high-top Stetson hat Place a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain To let the Lord know that I died standing pat I want six crap-shooters for my pallbearers A Chorus girl to sing me a song Place a jazz band on my hearse wagon To raise hell as we roll along Now that you've heard my story I'll take another shot of booze And if anyone here should ask you Just tell them I've got the gambler's blues Instrumental Verse, end on St. James Infirmary Instrumental Verse 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +