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Gamblers Blues St James Infirmary

Dave Van Ronk
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D-DU-UDU
It  was down  at  old Joe's bar room
 At the corner by  the square
 They were serving  drinks  as usual
 And the usual  crowd was  there
 On my left stood  big  Joe MacKennedy
 His eyes  were bloodshot red
 And as he turned  to the crowd around  him
 These were the  very words  he said.
 I went down  to St.  James Infirmary
 I saw my baby there
 Stretched out on  a long,  white table
 So young,  so  cold, so  fair
 Seventeen coal-black horses
Hitched  to a rubber-tied  hack
 Seven  girls goin'  to the graveyard
 Only six of  them are coming  back
 Let her go. Let  her go,  God bless her
 Wherever she  may  be
 She may search  this wide world  over
 And never find another  man like  me
 When I  die just  bury me
 In my  high-top Stetson  hat
 Place a twenty-dollar  gold  piece on my watch chain
 My gang will know  I died standing  pat
 I want six crap-shooters  for  my pallbearers
 A chorus  girl to sing  me a  song
 Put a jazz band  on my hearse  wagon
 To raise  hell as we roll  along
 Let her go. Let  her go,  God bless her
 Wherever she  may  be
 She may search  this wide world  over
 And never find sweet  man like  me
 Now that you've heard  my story
 I'll take another shot  of  booze
 And if anyone here  should ask  you
 I've got the  gambler's  blues
 Let her go. Let  her go,  God bless her
 Wherever she  may  be
 She may search  this wide world  over
 And never find sweet  man like  me

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Readable chord sheet for Gamblers Blues St James Infirmary by Dave Van Ronk

[Am]It was d[E7]own at[Am] old Joe's bar room
At the corn[Am]er      [Fmaj7]by the [C]squar[E7]e
They were serving[Am] drink[E7]s as u[Am]sual [Am]    [G]
And the usual[Fmaj7]        [E7] crowd wa[Am]s there

On my left s[Am]tood bi[E7]g Joe MacKenn[Am]edy
His ey[Am]es were blood[Fmaj7]shot     [C]red  [E7]
And as he turned[Am] to the crowd [E7]around him    [Am]         [Am]            [G]
These were th[Fmaj7]e very word[E7]s he said.    [Am]

I went down[Am] to St[E7]. James Inf[Am]irmary
[Am]     I saw my b[Fmaj7]aby     [C]     [E7]there
Stretched out o[Am]n a lo[E7]ng, white tab[Am]le    [Am]       [G]
So you[Fmaj7]ng, so  [E7] cold, [Am]so fair

[Am]     Seventeen [E7]coal-black [Am]horses
[Am]Hitched to a r[Fmaj7]ubber-tie[C]d hac[E7]k
S[Am]even girls [E7]goin' to the [Am]gravey[Am]ard[G]
Only six [Fmaj7]of them are co[E7]ming ba[Am]ck

Let her go. [Am]Let her go,[E7] God bless her [Am]
[Am]   Wherever [Fmaj7]she may [C]    b[E7]e
She may search[Am] this wide [E7]world over [Am]       [Am]          [G]
And never find a[Fmaj7]nother man [E7]like me[Am]

[Am]        When [E7]I die j[Am]ust bury me
[Am]      In m[Fmaj7]y high-top Stetso[C]n hat[E7]
Place a twenty[Am]-dollar gold[E7] piece on my watch ch[Am]ain       [Am]          [G]
My gang will kno[Fmaj7]w I died s[E7]tanding pat   [Am]

I want six [Am]crap-shooters for[E7] my pallb[Am]earers
A chor[Am]us girl to s[Fmaj7]ing me a[C]   so[E7]ng
Put a jazz b[Am]and on my hea[E7]rse wagon    [Am]              [Am]                 [G]
To rais[Fmaj7]e hell as we [E7]roll along[Am]

Let her go. [Am]Let her go,[E7] God bless her [Am]
[Am]   Wherever [Fmaj7]she may [C]    b[E7]e
She may search[Am] this wide [E7]world over [Am]       [Am]          [G]
And never find s[Fmaj7]weet man li[E7]ke me  [Am]

[Am]     Now that you've heard[E7] my sto[Am]ry
[Am]      I'll take another sho[Fmaj7]t of    [C]   bo[E7]oze
[Am]       And if anyone her[E7]e should [Am]ask you[Am]   [G]
[Fmaj7]    I've got t[E7]he gambler[Am]'s blues

Let her go. [Am]Let her go,[E7] God bless her [Am]
[Am]   Wherever [Fmaj7]she may [C]    b[E7]e
She may search[Am] this wide [E7]world over [Am]       [Am]          [G]
And never find s[Fmaj7]weet man li[E7]ke me  [Am]

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