St James Infirmary - The Brothers Four

I went down to the St. James Infirmary

Saw my sweet baby there;

Lying still and quiet

So cold, so young, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she may be

She may search this wide world over

But she’ll never find a man like me

No, she’ll never find a man like me

I went down to the St. James Infirmary

All was still as the night;

My gal was on the table

Stretched out so pale, so white

Though she treated me, mean and lowdown

Some how I just didn’t care;

My soul is sick and weary

But I hope we meet again, up there

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she may be;

She may search this wild world over

But she’ll never find a man like me

No, she’ll never find a man like me…