St. James Infirmary Blues - Louis Armstrong

I went down to the St. James Infirmary

Saw my baby there

She stretched out on a long white table

So sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can look this wide world over

But she’ll never find a sweet man like me

When I die want you to dress me in straight lace shoes

I wanna a box back coat and a Stetson hat

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain

So the boys 'll know that I died standing flat