White Stripes St. James Infirmary Blues Letras:
Well, folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
See my baby there;
She's stretched out on a long, white table,
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be,
She will search this wide world over,
But she'll never find another sweetheart like me.

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Take apart your bones and put them back together.
Tell your mama that you're somebody new.
Feel the breeze blowin', look out here it comes,
now I can say whatever I feel like to you.

They give me six crap shootin pallbearers
have the chorus girls sing me a song.
Put a little odds on Old Sweet Grace,
Hallelujah! as we go along!

Folks, now that you have heard my story,
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye booze;
and if anyone else should ask you,
just tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues.
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