St. James Infirmary

I went down to St. James Infirmary
Saw my baby there
She was stretched out on a long white table
So cool, so sweet, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can look this wide world over
But she’ll never find a sweet man like me

When I die bury me in straight lace shoes
I wanna a box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys’ll all know that I died standing pat

Louis Armstrong e …. Roberto Plevano

Pubblicato maggio 22, 2009 da allombradellaluna in altro

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