St. James Infirmary Blues Traditional by The Ruined Generations Lyrics

I went down to St. James Infirmary
To  see my baby there
She  was lying on a long white table
So sweet, so cold, so fair

Went up to see the doctor
"She's  very low," he said;
Went  back to see my baby
Good God! She's lying there dead

Let  her go, let her go, God bless her;
Wherever she may be
She may search the wide world over
And never find another sweetheart like me

Oh,  when I die, please bury me
In my ten dollar Stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So my friends'll know I died standing pat

Get six gamblers to carry my coffin
Six chorus girls to sing me a song
Put a twenty-piece jazz band on my tail gate
To raise Hell as we roll along
Now that's the end of my story
Let's have another round of booze
And if anyone should ask you can just tell them
I've got the St. James Infirmary blues