St. James Infirmary The Bridge City Sinners

Well, I went down to St. James Infirmary
And saw my baby there
She was laid out on that long white table
So sweet, so cold, so fair

Well I went up to see the doctor
"She's feeling very low," He said
Well, I went back to see my baby
And good God, she was lying there dead

So let her go, let her go
God bless her soul
Wherever she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
And never find a motherfucker like me

Well, I went down to old Joe's Ballroom
On the corner down by the square
They were serving drinks as usual
And all the usual folk were there

Well, to my left stood old Joe Mckennedy
His eyes a bloodshot red
And he turned to the crowd in front of him
And these were the very words that he said