paroles de chanson 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...