I went down to the St. James Infirmary   I found my baby there   She was stretched out on a long, white table.   So calm, so cool, so bare      Let her go, I said, let her go, may God bless her   Wherever she may be.   Well, she could search this whole wide world over, yeah   But she'll never find a sweet man like Harry.      Now, when I die, I wanna be buried   In a box with a black coat and a stetson hat    I want a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain,    So all the boys would know I died standing pat.          Just a closer walk with Thee   Grant it, Jesus, if you please   Daily walking close to Thee,    Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.       Oh I.. I am weak, but Thou art strong, Thou art strong   Keep me Jesus, from all wrong   I'll be satisfied just as long    Just as long, as you walk, close to me.          Now folks, this is the end of my story    Bartender, pass me another bottle of booze    If anyone should ever ask you,    You can tell them I've got the St. James Infirmary blues.