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Gambler's Blues - Dave Van Ronk
It was down my houl Joe's bar room

On a corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual

And the usual crowd was there

On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy

His eyes were bloodshot red

Well he turned to the crowd around him

These are the very words he said

I went down to that St-James Infirmary

I 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 may search this wide world over

Never find a sweet man like me

When I die please bury me

In my high-top Stetson hat

Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch-chain
My God know I died standing pat

I want six crapshooters for pallbearers

A chorus girl to sing me a song
Put a jazz band on my hearse wagon
To raise hell as I stroll along

Let her go let her go God bless her

Wherever she may be

She may search this wide world over
Never find a sweet man like me

When Now that I've told my story

I'll take another shot of booze

And if anyone to happen to ask you
Well I've got those gamblers blues

Let her go let her go God bless her

Wherever she may be

She may search this wide world over
Never find a sweet man like me