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(oh cocoa)
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,
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 she'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 crap shootin' paul bearers
let a chorus girl sing me a song
[?skat?]
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
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Performed by The White Stripes
Written by J. Primrose
These lyrics also include a verse from
[The Unfortunate Rake].
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