St. James Infirmary Blues

Oh, Coco

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 mama 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, as we raise

Hallelujah, as we go along

Well

Well, folks, now that ya 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