Ramblin Jack Elliott - St James Infirmary
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Band name | Ramblin Jack Elliott |
Song name | St James Infirmary |
Tab type | Chords |
Added | 06/13/2008 |
Size | 2.46 kb |
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------------------------------------------------------------------------------- St. James Infirmary - Ramblin' Jack Elliott ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:Travis Email:desolationrow128@aim.com Tuning:Standard This is an old jazz tune done by Louis Armstrong in the 20's, this is Ramblin Jack folk version with Dave Van Ronk, a fine duet and a great tune. Am E Am It was down in Old Joe's bar-room, F E E7 on the corner by the square, Am E Am the usual crowd was assembled F E Am and big Joe Mckenny was there. Am E Am He was standing at my shoulder, F E E7 his eyes were bloodshot red, Am E Am he turned to the crowd around him F E Am these are the very words he said...wad he say Jack? Am E Am I went down to the St. James Infirmary F E E7 I saw my baby there, Am E Am she was layed out on a cold white table, F E Am so cold, so white, so fair. CHORUS: Am E Am Let her go, let her go, god bless her F E E7 wherever she may be, Am E Am she may search this wide world over, F E Am she'll never find a sweet man like me. Am E Am When I die, bury me, F E E7 in a high top Stetson hat, Am E Am put a 20 dollar goldpiece on my watch chain, F E Am so god know I died standing pat. Am E Am I want 6 crapshooters for pallbearers, F E E7 chorus gonna sing me a song, Am E Am put a jazz band on my hearse wagon, F E Am raise hell, as I roll along. CHORUS Am E Am Roll out your rubber tired carriage F E E7 roll out your old time hack, Am E Am 12 men going to the graveyard and, F E Am 11 coming back Am E Am Now that I've told my story, F E E7 I'll take another shot of booze, Am E Am and if anyone should happen to ask me, F E Am I got those, gambler's blues. CHORUS