It was do wn in ol d Joe's b arroom
On a corner b y the sq uare;
The dri nks were served as us ual
And the u sual c rowd was t here
Let her go let her g o God bl ess here!
Where ever s he may b e;
She may search this wide world over
Never fi nd a man as s weet as m e!
On my left stood Joe McKennedy
And his eyes were blood-shot red;
He turned to the crowd around him
These were the very words he said:
I went down to the St James Infirmary
I saw my baby there;
Stretched out on a long white table
So sweet so cold so fair