(Traditional arranged by Van Morrison)

I went down to Saint James Infirmary

For to see, for to see my baby there

Man, she was laid out on a long white table

She was so cold, and so cool, and so fair



Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she might be

Lord, you can search this whole wide world over

But she ain't never going to find another lover man like me



When I die, I want you to dress me in straight lace shoes

I want a box back coat and a stetson hat

I want a 20 dollar gold piece on my watch chain

So everybody goin' to know that I died standing pat