St. James Infirmary
Dr. John Lyrics


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It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red
And he turned his face to the people, these were the very words he said

I was down to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there
She was stretched out on a long white table,
So sweet, cool and so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me

When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
The gang'll know I died standing pat

Let her go, let her go God bless her
Wherever she may be
She may search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me

I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick a jazz band on my hearse wagon
Raise hell as I stroll along

Let her go Let her go
God bless her
Wherever she may be
She may search this whole wide
World over




She'll never find a sweeter
Man as me

Overall Meaning

"St. James Infirmary" is a traditional blues song that has been covered by many artists throughout history, including Dr. John. The song is a haunting tale of a man who visits a hospital and finds his lover dead. The singer mourns his lover's death and asks for God's blessings as she searches for another man as sweet as him.


The song begins with the singer describing a visit to Joe's barroom in the town square. He notices Big Joe McKennedy, whose eyes are bloodshot, and the regular crowd of drinkers. The singer then sings about going down to St. James infirmary, where he saw his lover's lifeless body on a white table. He mourns her loss and asks God to bless her wherever she may be. He claims that she will never find a sweeter man than him, no matter where she looks.


The lyrics then switch to the singer's thoughts about his own death. He requests to be buried in his high top Stetson hat and to have a gold piece on his watch chain as a symbol of his wealth. The singer then asks for six crapshooters to be his pallbearers, three women to sing a song, and for jazz music to accompany his funeral procession as he "strolls along."


Overall, the song is a melancholic reflection on lost love, death, and leaving one's mark on the world. Its haunting melody and lyrics have made it a classic in the blues genre for many years.


Line by Line Meaning

It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
This story happened at Joe's barroom on the corner of the square


They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
As usual, drinks were being served and the regular customers were present


On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red
Big Joe McKennedy was standing on my left, his eyes were red and bloodshot


And he turned his face to the people, these were the very words he said
Big Joe looked at the people and said these words


I was down to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there
I went to St. James Infirmary and saw my lover there


She was stretched out on a long white table, So sweet, cool and so fair
My lover was laid out on a long white table and looked so sweet, cool and fair


Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Let my lover go and God bless her


Wherever she may be
May she be at peace wherever she is


She may search this whole wide world over
Even if she searches the whole wide world over


Never find a sweeter man as me
She'll never find a man as sweet as me


When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
If I die, please bury me wearing my high top Stetson hat


Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain as a symbol of how I lived


The gang'll know I died standing pat
My friends will know that I died standing my ground


I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
I want six of my gambling buddies to carry my casket


Three pretty women to sing a song
Three attractive women to sing a song at my funeral


Stick a jazz band on my hearse wagon
Play jazz music as they carry my coffin away


Raise hell as I stroll along
Let there be a wild party as they carry me to my grave


Let her go Let her go
One more time, let my lover go


God bless her
May she be blessed by God




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Written by: Irving Mills

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