12th Street Rag

I went down to Saint James Infirmary

Saw my baby there

Set down on a long white table

So sweet so cold so fair

Let her go let her go God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can look this wide world over

She'll never find a sweet man like me

When I die I want you to dress me in straight lace shoes

Box back coat and a Stetson hat

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain

So the boys know I died standing pat