I went down to the St. James Infirmary Saw my baby there Stretched out on a long white table So sweet, so cold, so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She can look this wide world over She'll never find a sweet man like me When I die, want you to dress me in straight-lace shoes Box-back coat and a Stetson hat Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain So the boys'll know that I died standin' pat