| St James Infirmary Blues |
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| I went down to St. James Infirmary |
| And I heard my baby goan |
| And I felt so broken hearted |
| She used to be my very own |
| I tried so hard to keep from crying |
| My heart felt just like lead |
| She was all that I had to live for |
| Oh, I wish it was me instead |
| Now she’s gone, she’s gone and may God bless her |
| Wherever she may be |
| She can search this wide world over |
| Oh, but she’ll never find a man like me |
| She’s gone, she’s gone… |
| She’s gone |
