St. James Infirmary Lyrics - When There Are Grey Skies - Red Garland

It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square 

They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there 

On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red 

And he turned his face to the people, these were the very words he said 

I was down to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there 

She was stretched out on a long white table, 

So sweet, cool and so fair 

Let her go, let her go, God bless her 

Wherever she may be 

She may search this whole wide world over 

Never find a sweeter man as me 

When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat 

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain 

The gang'll know I died standing pat 

Let her go, let her go God bless her 

Wherever she may be 

She may search this wide world over 

Never find a sweeter man as me 

I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers 

Three pretty women to sing a song 

Stick a jazz band on my hearse wagon 

Raise hell as I stroll along 

Let her go Let her go 

God bless her 

Wherever she may be 

She may search this whole wide 

World over 

She'll never find a sweeter 

Man as me