St. James Infirmary Blues

St. James Infirmary Blues - The White Stripes

Lyrics by：Joe Primrose

Composed by：Joe Primrose

Oh Cocoa

Well folks I'm goin' down to St James Infirmary

To 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 it comes

Now I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then get me six crap-shootin' pallbearers

Let a chorus girl sing me a song

Put a red-hot jazz band at

The top there's we can raise

Hallelujah as we go along well

Well folks now that you 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