作词 : Thompson Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunkard's blues It was down at Big Joe's barroom on the corner beyond the square Everybody drinkin' good liquor the regular crowd was there So I strolled out on the sidewalk began to look around Looking everywhere for my baby but that sweet woman can't be found It was down at St James infirmary I found my baby there Stretched out on a long white table so cold so pale so fair So I strolled back down to the barroom to get another drink of gin The next thing you know I'm reeling rocking and drunk again Sixteen coal black horses all hitched up in a line In that pretty buggy she's ridin' goodbye ol' gal of mine Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunker's blues
作词 : Thompson Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunkard's blues It was down at Big Joe's barroom on the corner beyond the square Everybody drinkin' good liquor the regular crowd was there So I strolled out on the sidewalk began to look around Looking everywhere for my baby but that sweet woman can't be found It was down at St James infirmary I found my baby there Stretched out on a long white table so cold so pale so fair So I strolled back down to the barroom to get another drink of gin The next thing you know I'm reeling rocking and drunk again Sixteen coal black horses all hitched up in a line In that pretty buggy she's ridin' goodbye ol' gal of mine Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunker's blues
