st james infirmary snow white version

Cab Calloway

Folks, I m goin down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there
She s stretched out on a long, white table
She s so sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She will search this wide world over
But she ll never find
another sweet man like me

Now, when I die, bury me
in my straight-leg britches
Put on a box-back coat
and a stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece
on my watch chain
So you can let all the boys
know I died standing pat

Then give me six crap
shooting pallbearers
Let a chorus girl
sing me a song
Put a red hot jazz band
at the top of my head
So we can raise Hallelujah
as we go along

Folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that booze
If anyone should ask you
Tell em I ve got those
St. James Infirmary blues

Mtpa