I went down to the St. James Infirmary
Saw my sweet baby there;
Lying still and quiet
So cold, so young, so fair

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 a man like me
No, she'll never find a man like me

I went down to the St. James Infirmary
All was still as the night;
My gal was on the table
Stretched out so pale, so white

Though she treated me, mean and lowdown
Some how I just didn't care;
My soul is sick and weary
But I hope we meet again, up there

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be;
She may search this wild world over
But she'll never find a man like me
No, she'll never find a man like me...