Il testo della Saint james infirmary

Moriarty

Data di rilascio : 14/10/2013

Durata : 0:03:49

Stile : Alternative

It was down in old joe's barroom,
On the corner by the square,
Drinks were being served as usual,
And a goodly crowd was there.

When up steped old joe mcguinny
His eyes were bloodshot red;
As he poured himself more wiskey,
This is what he said:

I went down to the st. james infirmary
I saw my baby there,
Streched out on a cold white table,
So sweet, so cold, so fair.

So let her go, let her go, god bless her;
Wherever she may be **see note**
She may search this wide world over

But she'll never find a sweet man like me.

When i die, want you to dress me in straght laced shoes
A box back coat and a stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys know i died standin' pat.

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There are sixteen cold black horses,
Hitched to her rubber tired hack;
There are seven women goin' to that graveyard,
And only six of 'em are coming back.

Now that you'v heard my story,
Pour me one more shot of booz;
And if anyone comes askin' about me,
Tell 'em i got, saint james infermery blues.