Joined: 03 May 2007
Location: SouthEast Michigan
|Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 7:29 pm Post subject: St. James Infirmary
|This is one version of "St. James Infirmary Blues". Like "The Streets of Laredo", it is a descendant of "The Unfortunate Rake".
I went down to St. James Infirmary
And I heard my baby moan.
And I felt so broken hearted.
She used to be my very own.
And I tried so hard to keep from crying.
My heart felt just like lead.
She was all that I had to live for.
Oh, I wish it was me instead.
Now she's gone, she's gone and may God bless her
Wherever she may be.
She can search this wide world over
And she'll never find a man like me.
She's gone . . . She's gone . . . She's gone.
"We're the healthiest horse in the glue factory" - Erskine Bowles, Co-Chairman of the deficit reduction commission