St. James Infirmary Chords by Chris Thomas King

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_ _ [A] I went down to St.
[Dm] James Infirmary and _ _ [Gm] I saw my [A] baby there.
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[Dm] She was stretched out [A] on a long [Dm] white table, _ [Bb] looking so cold, [A] so sweet [Dm] and so fair. _
Well let her go, [A] let her go, let her go [Dm] and God bless her _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Gm] wherever [A] she may be.
_ [Dm] She can [A] search this [Dm] wide world over, _ but [Bb] she'll never [A] find another man [Dm] like me. _
_ When I [A] die, please [Dm] bury me in patent leather shoes _ _ [Gm] and a pinstripe suit and [A] my favorite stetson hat.
[Dm] Put [A] an iced out crown medallion [Dm] on my neck chain so [Bb] that my [A] boss will know that I died [Dm] standing past. _
_ _ [A] Get six gamblers [Dm] to carry my coffin. _
I want six chorus [Gm] girls [A] to sing my song.
And [Dm] put a jazz band, [A] a good jazz band [Dm] on my tailgate [Bb] to raise [A] hell as we [Dm] roll along. _
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_ _ [A] This is the end, [Dm] the end of my story, _ _ _ [Gm] so let's have another [A] round of booze.
And [Dm] if [A] anyone should ask, [Dm] you just tell them _
_ [Bb] that I've got [A] the St. _
James Infirmary [Dm] blues. _ _ _
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