St. James Infirmary
The White Stripes Lyrics


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

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Written by: JOE PRIMROSE, IRVING MILLS

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

salome salomesalome

Well, folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my little baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
Well, she looks so good, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
You may search this whole wide world over
But you'll never find another sweetheart like me, yeah

Take apart your bones and put 'em back together
Tell your mama that you're somebody new
Feel the breeze blowin', tell 'em all "Look out, here it comes"
Now I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then get me six craps-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band at the top so that we can raise
Hallelujah as we go along, well

Well, folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye
And if anyone else should ask you
Just tell 'em I've got some of those St. James Infirmary blues



L Bicudo

Oh, Koko
Well Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
To see my little lady 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
You may search this whole wide world over
But you'll never find another sweetheart like me
Yeah,

Take apart your bones and put 'em back together
Tell your mama that you're somebody new
Feel the breeze blowin', tell 'em all, "Look out, here it comes!"
Now, I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band, we raise
Hallelujah as we go along

Well, folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye
And if anyone should ask you
Just tell 'em I got some of those St. James Infirmary blues



Roiy Benkel

Well, folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my little baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
Well, she looks so good, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
You may search this whole wide world over
But you'll never find another sweetheart like me, yeah

Take apart your bones and put 'em back together
Tell your mama that you're somebody new
Feel the breeze blowin', tell 'em all "Look out, here it comes"
Now I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then get me six craps-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band at the top so that we can raise
Hallelujah as we go along, well

Well, folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye
And if anyone else should ask you
Just tell 'em I've got some of those St. James Infirmary blues



L Bicudo

Oh, Koko
Well Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
To see my little lady 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
You may search this whole wide world over
But you'll never find another sweetheart like me
Yeah,

Take apart your bones and put 'em back together
Tell your mama that you're somebody new
Feel the breeze blowin', tell 'em all, "Look out, here it comes!"
Now, I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band, we raise
Hallelujah as we go along

Well, folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye
And if anyone should ask you
Just tell 'em I got some of those St. James Infirmary blues



L Bicudo

Oh, Koko
Well Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
To see my little lady 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
You may search this whole wide world over
But you'll never find another sweetheart like me
Yeah,

Take apart your bones and put 'em back together
Tell your mama that you're somebody new
Feel the breeze blowin', tell 'em all, "Look out, here it comes!"
Now, I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band, we raise
Hallelujah as we go along

Well, folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye
And if anyone should ask you
Just tell 'em I got some of those St. James Infirmary blues



All comments from YouTube:

Dirk Striderman

I love this version, It puts a modern twist on the original song which i like Screw the people who dislike

salome salomesalome

Well, folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my little baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
Well, she looks so good, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
You may search this whole wide world over
But you'll never find another sweetheart like me, yeah

Take apart your bones and put 'em back together
Tell your mama that you're somebody new
Feel the breeze blowin', tell 'em all "Look out, here it comes"
Now I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then get me six craps-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band at the top so that we can raise
Hallelujah as we go along, well

Well, folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye
And if anyone else should ask you
Just tell 'em I've got some of those St. James Infirmary blues

melanyebaggins

when I saw Hugh Laurie do this I was like 'omg he did a cover of a White Stripes song?' haha this was the first version of this I ever heard and I loved it <33

Shannon Schaerer

LOL - My 1st Experiance with this song was also the White Stripes, but a yr or later I Bought a (to make it easy) New Orleans Brass (V. Artists) album that Had it as WELL (Bought Mostly 4That Reason) - & it is Really Well Done. The band's name is " Bob French's Original Tuxedo Jazz Band With Leon "Kid Chocolate" Brown". I haven't looked for it on YouTube, but it must B out there somewhere. It's Great as A Blues - Rock - &/or Jazz Song. Many EARLY Versions of this Song - & They're All GR8!! But YES The Stripes made it Their OWN - & I've Also LOVED IT Sicne I 1st Heard it!!✌

jirdimaster

Whether or not they have technical skill, they definitely have style.

L Bicudo

Oh, Koko
Well Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
To see my little lady 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
You may search this whole wide world over
But you'll never find another sweetheart like me
Yeah,

Take apart your bones and put 'em back together
Tell your mama that you're somebody new
Feel the breeze blowin', tell 'em all, "Look out, here it comes!"
Now, I can say whatever I feel like to you

Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red-hot jazz band, we raise
Hallelujah as we go along

Well, folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye
And if anyone should ask you
Just tell 'em I got some of those St. James Infirmary blues

La chica del cabello azul

Nunca me había imaginado que ellos fueran a cantar esa canción :'c

Emma Wylie

love this song!

Alex Humphrey

they know what they want to do and they do it. Damn, I respect that.

AnniesEggs

Dave Van Ronk's version remains the best version I have heard.

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