Cab Calloway St. James Infirmary Blues ( Extended Betty Boop Snow White Version)

Folks, I m goin down to St. James Infirmary, See my baby there; She s stretched out on a long, white table, She s so sweet, so cold, so fair. Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be, She will search this wide world over, But she ll never find another sweet man like me. Now, when I die, bury me in my straightleg britches, Put on a boxback coat and a stetson hat, Put a twentydollar gold piece on my watch chain, So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat. An give me six crap shooting pall bearers, Let a chorus girl sing me a song. Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along. Folks, now that you have heard my story, Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that booze; If anyone should ask you, Tell em I ve got those St. James Infirmary blues.