Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Saint James Infirmary, artist - MoriArty. Album song Fugitives, in the genre Фолк-рокDate of issue: 13.10.2013
Record label: Air Rytmo
Song language: English
Saint James Infirmary |
| I went down to old Joe’s bar room, on the corner by the square |
| Well, the drinks were bein' served as usual, and this motley crowd was there |
| Well, on my left stood Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red |
| When he told me that sad story, these were the words he said: |
| I went down to the St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there |
| She was stretched out on a long white table, so cold, and fine, and fair |
| Go ahead! |
| Let her go, let her go, God bless her, wherever she may be She can search this world over, never find another man like me Yes, sixteen coal black horses, to pull that rubber tied hack |
| Well, it’s seventeen miles to the graveyard, but my baby’s never comin' back |
| Well, now you’ve heard my story, well, have another round of booze |
| And if anyone should ever, ever ask you, I’ve got the St. James infirmary blues! |