St. James Infirmary Blues

When I went down to Old Joe's barroom On the corner by the Square The drinks were all served as usual And the usual crowd was there Up at the bar I saw Big Joe McKennedy With his eyes bloodshot and red Gather 'round and now all you sinners I'm gonna tell you just what Big Joe said When 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 cold, so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She can look this whole wide world over But she'll never find another man like me Now, when I die I want you to bury me In my high top Stetson hat Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch-chain I want the boys to know that I died standing pat And if anybody should ask you who's been singin' If anybody should wanna know who wrote this song Just tell him Big Joe was here this morning And he was here this morning, yeah, but now he's gone