Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goin' Down, artist - Geordie. Date of issue: 02.02.2022
Song language: English
Goin' Down |
| I’m goin' down to St. James Infirmary |
| To see my baby there |
| She was dressed in gold white satin |
| So gold, so cool, so bad |
| Well, now let me tell you people |
| And take heed to what I say |
| Well, it’s the poor what gets the problems |
| And the wealthy that gets their way |
| I’m goin' down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James Infirmary |
| Goin' down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James Infirmary |
| Well, my woman she had no money |
| Ooh, no money to fill the fuel |
| She had to go into the forest |
| To gather them sticks of wood |
| Well the blue ice numbs the fingers |
| That creeps right trough the bones |
| Well my baby’s in St. James infirmary |
| Her body’s so stiff like stone |
| I’m going down, going down |
| Going down to St. James infirmary |
| Going down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James infirmary |
| I’m goin' down, goin' down |
| Going down to St. James infirmary |
| Going down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James infirmary |
| I’m goin' down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James infirmary |
| I’m goin' down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James infirmary |
| I’m goin' down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James infirmary |
| I’m goin' down, goin' down |
| Goin' down to St. James infirmary |