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It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the squareThey were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was thereOn my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot redAnd he turned his face to the people, these were the very words he saidI was down to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby thereShe was stretched out on a long white table, So sweet, cool and so fairLet her go, let her go, God bless herWherever she may beShe may search this whole wide world overNever find a sweeter man as meWhen I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hatPut a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chainThe gang'll know I died standing patLet her go, let her go God bless herWherever she may beShe may search this wide world overNever find a sweeter man as meI want six crapshooters to be my pallbearersThree pretty women to sing a songStick a jazz band on my hearse wagonLetras de cancionesRaise hell as I stroll alongLet her go Let her goGod bless herWherever she may beShe may search this whole wideWorld overShe'll never find a sweeterMan as me From Letras Mania