Lyrics St. James Infirmary - The White Stripes
Well,
folks,
I'm
going
down
to
St.
James
Infirmary
And
see...!
My
little
baby,
there
She's
stretched
out
on
a
long,
white
table
Well,
she
looks
so
good,
so
cold,
so
fair
Let
her
go,
let
her
go,
God
bless
her
Wherever
she
may
be
You
may
search
this
Whole
wide
world
over
But
you'll
never
find
another
sweetheart
like
me
Yeah
Take
apart
your
bones
and
put
'em
back
together
Tell
your
momma
that
you're
somebody
new
Feel
the
breeze
blowin',
tell
'em
all
"look
out,
here
he
comes!
" Now
I
can
say
whatever
I
feel
like
to
you
Then
give
me
6
crap-shootin'
pallbearers
Let
a
chorus
girl
Sing
me
a
song
Put
a
red-hot
jazz
band
at
the
top
We
raise!
Hallelujah,
as
we
go
along
Well
Well,
folks,
now
that
you
have
heard
my
story
Say,
boy,
hand
me
another
shot
of
that
rye!
And
if
anyone
else
should
ask
you
Just
tell
'em
I've
got
some
of
those
St.
James
Infirmary
blues...
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