Saint James Infirmarywords and music by joe primrose F Straight Harp Mournfully Slow Intro 4 -4 5 5 -4 5 4 -3'' -3'' -3 4 2 -3'' 4 5 -4 4 -3'' 5 5 5 -4 -5 5 5 5 5 -4 -4 5 4 -3 4 4 4

I went down to the Saint James Infirm'ry, to see my baby there, 5 5 4 -3'' 5 5 5 5 -4 5 4 -3'' -3'' 4 4 -3''

She was laying on a long white table, so sweet, so cool, so fair. 5 5 5 -4 5 4 -3' 5 5 5 -6 -5 5

Went up to see the doctor, "She's very low, " he said. 4 5 5 -3'' 5 -4 5 4 -3' -3'' -3 4 -3'' 5 -4

Went back to see my baby; great god! She was lying there dead.

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I went down to old Joe's barroom, on the corner by the square. 5 -4 4 5 55 -3'' 5 -4 5 4 -3'' -3'' 3 4-3'' 5

They were servin' the drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there. 5 5 5 5 5 -4 5 4 4 -3'' 5 5 -6 -5

On my left stood Joe McKennedy, his eyes bloodshot red; 5 3'' 5 5 5 5 -4 4 -3 -4 5 4 -3'' -3''-3 4 4-

He turned to the crowd around him, these words he said. 5 -6 5 5 -3'' 5 -4 -5 5 5 4 -3''

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Let her go, let her go, God bless her, wherever may be; 5 5 4 -3'' 5 -3'' 4 5 -4 5 -4 4 -3'' 5 4 -3''

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She may search this wide world over, she'll find a man like me. 5 5 -3'' -4 5 44 -3'' 4 4

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-6 -3'' -5 Oh, when I die please bury me Stetson hat; 5 5 5 5 -4 5 4-3'' 5-4 4 -3' 4 in my high -3'' -3'' -3 4 top 4

Put a gold piece on my watch chain so they'll know I died stan -din' pat. 5 5 5 -3'' 5 5 -6 -5 5 5 -45 5 4 -3 5 5 -3'' 4

Get six gam blers to carry my coffin, six chorus girls to sing my song; 5 5 5-3'' 4 -3'' 5 4 4 -3'' Put a jazz go along. 5 -4 5 4 -3'' -3'' -3 4-3'' 4 as we

band on my tailgate to raise hell 5 5 4 -3'' 4

5 5 -3'' 5-3''-4 5 -6 -3'' -5 5 Now, that's the round of booze. 5 5 -3 4

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And if an -y one should ask you, just tell them I've got the Saint James Infirmary Blues.