Cab Callowway and His Orchestra
SAINT JAMES INFIRMARY

Well folks, I'm going down to Saint James Infirmary
See my baby there
She's streached out on a long white table
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, god bless her
Wherever she may be
She will search this wide world over
But she'll nver find another sweet man like me.

Now when I die, bury me in 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.

Then give me six crap shooting Paul 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.

Well folks now you have heard my story
Say boy, hand me another shot of that booze
If anyone should ask you
Tell em' I've got the Saint James Infirmary blues.

A true classic!