Dave van Ronk - Gamblers blues st james infirmary

It was down^Am at old ^E7Joe's ^Ambar room At the corn^Amer ^Fmaj7by the ^Csquar^E7e Am E7 Am Am/G They were serving drinks as usual And the usual^{Fmaj7 E7} crowd wa^Ams there

On my left s^Amtood bi^E7g Joe MacKenn^Amedy His ey^Ames were blood^Fmaj7shot ^Cred ^E7 Am E7 Am Am/G And as he turned to the crowd around him These were th^Fmaj7e very word^E7s he said. ^Am

I went down^Am to St^E7. James Inf^Amirmary ^Am I saw my b^Fmaj7aby ^{C E7}there Am E7 Am Am/G Stretched out on a long, white table So you^Fmaj7ng, so ^E7 cold, ^Amso fair

^Am Seventeen ^E7coal-black ^Amhorses ^AmHitched to a r^Fmaj7ubber-tie^Cd hac^E7k Am E7 Am Am/G Seven girls goin' to the graveyard Only six ^Fmaj7of them are co^E7ming ba^Amck

Let her go. ^AmLet her go,^E7 God bless her ^{Am Am} Wherever ^Fmaj7she may ^C b^E7e Am E7 Am Am/G She may search this wide world over And never find a^Fmaj7nother man ^E7like me^Am

^Am When ^E7I die j^Amust bury me ^Am In m^Fmaj7y high-top Stetso^Cn hat^E7 Am E7 Am Am/G Place a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain My gang will kno^Fmaj7w I died s^E7tanding pat ^Am

I want six ^Amcrap-shooters for^E7 my pallb^Amearers A chor^Amus girl to s^Fmaj7ing me a^C so^E7ng Am E7 Am Am/G Put a jazz band on my hearse wagon To rais^Fmaj7e hell as we ^E7roll along^Am

Let her go. ^AmLet her go,^E7 God bless her ^{Am Am} Wherever ^Fmaj7she may ^C b^E7e Am E7 Am Am/G She may search this wide world over And never find s^Fmaj7weet man li^E7ke me ^Am

^Am Now that you've heard^E7 my sto^Amry ^Am I'll take another sho^Fmaj7t of ^C bo^E7oze Am E7 Am Am/G And if anyone here should ask you ^Fmaj7 I've got t^E7he gambler^Am's blues

Let her go. ^AmLet her go,^E7 God bless her ^{Am Am} Wherever ^Fmaj7she may ^C b^E7e Am E7 Am Am/G She may search this wide world over And never find s^Fmaj7weet man li^E7ke me ^Am