St. James Infirmary

It was down in Old Joe's barroom

On the corner by the square

There drinks were served as usual

And usual crowd was there

On my right stood old joe McGuinny

His eyes were bloodshot red;

As he turned to the crowd

And these are the very words he said

I went down to the St. James Infirmary

My babe, my babe, there she lay

Stretched out on a cold, cold white table

So cold, so fine, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her;

Wherever, wherever she may be

She may search that all wide world over

But she'll never find another man like me

I went down to the St. James Infirmary

My babe, my babe, there she lay

Stretched out on a cold, cold white table

So cold, so fine, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her;

Wherever, wherever she may be

She may search that all wide world over

But she'll never find another man like me

But she'll never find another sweet man like me

But she'll never never never find another sweet man like me

No, she'll never find another man like me