St. James Infirmary
Cab Calloway Lyrics


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Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She will search this wide world over
But she'll never find another sweet man like me

Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches
Put on a box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat

Folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that hooch




If anyone should ask you
Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues

Overall Meaning

Cab Calloway's song St. James Infirmary is a ballad depicting a man who goes to St. James Infirmary to see his dead lover. He describes her lying on a long, white table, and he sorrowfully admires her beauty, noting her coldness. He asks God to bless her and goes on to say that she will never find another sweet man like him, even if she were to search the wide world over. The song contains many references to death, including the man's wish to be buried in his best clothes and adorned with a $20 gold piece, and he ends with a request for another drink to ease the pain of his heartache.


The lyrics of this song have been interpreted in different ways. Some have viewed it as a haunting love story, while others have seen it as a reflection on mortality and the fleeting nature of life. It has also been suggested that the song might have been inspired by St. James Hospital in London, where many poor people would come to die. Regardless of the interpretation, the song's melancholic melody and lyrics have made it a classic that has been covered by many artists over the years.


Line by Line Meaning

Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
I am headed to the St. James Infirmary in order to see my loved one.


See my baby there
I am going to see my significant other.


She's stretched out on a long, white table
My loved one has died has been placed on a table in the mortuary.


She's so sweet, so cold, so fair
Even in death, my significant other is still beautiful.


Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Although my loved one has passed away, I wish her the best in the afterlife.


Wherever she may be
No matter where my loved one may go in the afterlife, I hope she finds peace.


She will search this wide world over
If given the chance, my loved one would still be searching for me.


But she'll never find another sweet man like me
There is no one else in the world like me, and my loved one will never find that kind of love again.


Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches
When I pass away, dress me in my finest clothes.


Put on a box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Make sure I am wearing a classy outfit when I am buried.


Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
Leave a gold piece on me when I am buried as a symbol of my wealth.


So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat
Let everyone know I stayed true and did not back down when I died.


Folks, now that you have heard my story
Now that my story is complete.


Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that hooch
Give me another drink of alcohol to cope with the pain of losing my loved one.


If anyone should ask you
If anyone asks you about me.


Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues
Let them know that I am mourning for my loved one who has passed away.




Lyrics Β© Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Irving Mills

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@user-ip9yu7lp1q

Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there;
She's stretched out on a long, white table
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this whole wide world over
But she'll never find another sweet man like me

When I die bury me in my straight-leg britches
Put on a box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat

Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head
So we can raise hallelujah as we go along

Folks, now that you have heard my story
Say boy, hand me over another shot of that booze
If anyone should ask you, you just tell 'em
I got those St. James Infirmary Blues



@disc0stupid

These lyrics are accurate for this version. I found no version to live up to the quality and emotion of the Betty Boop cartoon though. That one is my far and away favourite.

Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there;
She's stretched out on a long, white table
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this whole wide world over
But she'll never find another sweet man like me

When I die bury me in my straight-leg britches
Put on a box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat

Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head
So we can raise hallelujah as we go along

Folks, now that you have heard my story
Say boy, hand me over another shot of that booze
If anyone should ask you, you just tell 'em
I got those St. James Infirmary Blues



All comments from YouTube:

@sillyguy459

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@bruhbenton

WHEREVER SHE MAY BE πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

@rykerbroughton3832

I feel like Cab is so underappreciated. Which is why I love showing people this legend.

@WeegeeFan1Studios

Yea my first 50 words almost ALWAYS mention cab. Or my profile picture is Cab or I'll send my Cab stickers I've made since I discovered Cab just over a year ago.

@WeegeeFan1Studios

I'm Hep to the Jive!

@rykerbroughton3832

Say, why did you start listening to Cab Calloway yourself. For me for example it was the old Betty Boop cartoons because I do traditional animation myself.

@rykerbroughton3832

@@WeegeeFan1Studios yes yes

@zekedia2223

I came from a Doc Watson cover of this song. If you know him, bery different style to this. Still love both versions

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@rruffin983

Callaway is an icon! I don't think he's underappreciated, he's just of another Era. His prime time was out of sight!

@user-mw7hh7em2b

Yes! He was unique and exceptionally talented.

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