Lyrics: Traditional
Music: Traditional
Played by the Healy-Treece Band in the early 1980s with Bill Kreutzmann on drums. I haven't found a recording, and
there are many variations on the lyrics in different versions by other artists.
I went down to St. James infirmary
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 sweet man like me
When I die please bury me
In my high top Stetson hat
Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So 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 whole wide world over
Never find a sweet man like 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
Never find a sweet man like me