дракарис, и не было мальчика!

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St. James Infirmary

I went down to St James Infirmary
So my baby there
She was stretched out on a white table
So cold, so sweet, so sweet, so fair

Let her go, let her go,
God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this whole wide world over
She won't ever find another man like me

When I die, bury me in straight laced shoes,
A box backed suit and a Stetson hat
Put a 20 dollar gold piece on my watch chain;
So the boys'll know I died standin' pat
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It was down at Old Joe's bar room
On a corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual
And the usual crowd was there

On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy
His eyes were bloodshot red
Turned to the crowd around him
These are the very words he said

I went down to that St-James Infirmary
I saw my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table
So sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She may search this wide world over
Never find a sweet man like me

When I die please bury me
In my high-top Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch-chain
Let God know I died standing pat

I want six crapshooters for pallbearers
A chorus girl to sing me a song
Put a jazz band on my hearse wagon
To raise hell as I stroll along

Roll out your rubber tired carriage
Roll out your rubber tired hack
Twelve men going to the graveyard
Ain't no living comin' back

Now that I've told my story
I'll take an other shot of booze
And if anybody happens to ask you
I've got those gamblers blues

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She may search this wide world over
Never find a sweet man like me

Doo dooo....
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