[00:36.22]]I went down to St. James Infirmary
[00:41.10]To see my baby there
[00:44.71]She was lying on a long wooden table
[00:48.65]So weak,so cool,so fair
[00:52.79]I went up to see the doctor
[00:58.07]She's very low, he said
[01:01.14]I went back to see my baby
[01:05.82]Great God，she's lying there dead
[01:09.38]I went down old Joe's bar room
[01:13.86]On the corner of the square
[01:17.96]They were serving the drinks as usual
[01:22.56]And the usual crowd was there
[01:26.52]On my left stood Old Joe McKennedy
[01:31.23]His eyes were bloodshot red
[01:34.92]He turned to the crowd who was standing around him
[01:39.60]And these are the words he said
[01:44.41]Let her go,let her go,God bless her
[01:48.95]Wherever she may be
[01:52.17]She may search the whole world over
[01:56.17]But she'll never find a man like me
[02:00.91]When I die would you please bury me
[02:05.19]In my high top Stetson hat
[02:08.95]Put a gold piece on my watch chain
[02:13.33]So they'll know I died standing pat
[02:17.67]Get six gamblers to carry my coffin
[02:21.76]And six choir girls to singing a song
[02:26.20]Stick a jazz band on my horsewagon
[02:30.32]So they can raise hell as I go along
[02:34.77]Now that's the end of my story
[02:38.96]Let's have another round of booze
[02:43.05]And if anyone should ask you
[02:47.24]Just tell them I got the St. James Infirmary blues

]I went down to St. James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was lying on a long wooden table
So weak,so cool,so fair
I went up to see the doctor
She's very low, he said
I went back to see my baby
Great God，she's lying there dead
I went down old Joe's bar room
On the corner of the square
They were serving the drinks as usual
And the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Old Joe McKennedy
His eyes were bloodshot red
He turned to the crowd who was standing around him
And these are the words he said
Let her go,let her go,God bless her
Wherever she may be
She may search the whole world over
But she'll never find a man like me
When I die would you please bury me
In my high top Stetson hat
Put a gold piece on my watch chain
So they'll know I died standing pat
Get six gamblers to carry my coffin
And six choir girls to singing a song
Stick a jazz band on my horsewagon
So they can raise hell as I go along
Now that's the end of my story
Let's have another round of booze
And if anyone should ask you
Just tell them I got the St. James Infirmary blues