St. James Infirmary

I went down to Old Joe's Bar

On the corner by the square

All the men were having drinks, same as usual

And the same old crowd was there

Oh, no...

On my left stood my good friend, Joseph McGinley

Oh his eyes were blood-shot and red

And he turned to the people standing by him

And these are the words he said...

I went down to that St James Infirmary

They had my baby there

She was lying on a long, long white table, yeah

So cold, so still...she was dead

Oh no..

Let her go

Let her go God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can search, search this whole world wide over

But she'll never, find another man as good as me

No she'll never, never find another man

Who'll treat her like I did

Give her all my money, yeah

Never find another man like me

No, she'll never

Find another man

Who'll treat her like I did