St James (Killing Take)
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I went down to the St. James Infirmary to see my baby there, stretched out on a cold white table,so sweet, so cold, so fair. So 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 another one like me. There go seventeen coal-black horses they are tied to a rubber-tied hat, I saw seven little girls going down to the graveyard, and only six of them, coming back. When I die, lord bury me in stiletto shoes, cover my shoulders in the feathers of a dove, I know you laid me down in the ground there Lord, but know I’m laughing up from above. Now you've heard my story, pour me another shot of booze; and if anyone should ask you son I got the Saint James Infirmary blues I got the Saint James Infirmary blues I got the Saint James Infirmary blues
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