I went down to St. James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was lying on a cold dark table
So sweet, so still, so fair

Let her go, let her go, god help her
Wherever she may be
They can search the wide world over
But they’ll never find a man like me
When she left, I went down to the river
Though the cold, dead trees
There I stood, in the murk and the darkness
There I sold my soul to thee

I went down to St. James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was lying on a cold dark table
So sweet, so still, so fair

Let her go, let her go, god help her
Wherever she may be
They can search the wide world over
But they’ll never find a man like me

When she left,
I went down to the river
Though the cold, dead trees
There I stood, in the murk and the darkness
There I sold my soul to thee

We lived the dream
And the air was as clean as it could beMy heart raced faster as I triedTo hide the fact I was alive
Why can’t the world fall at our feet?Why do I stumble over words I want to speak?Why do I feel butterflies every time we meet?
My love for you

blossomed all through the yearI could picture us together, close when you weren’t near
And we were as happy as could beAnd we were laughing contently
My heart raced faster as I triedTo hide the fact I was alive
Why can’t the world fall at our feet?Why do I stumble over words I want to speak?Why do I feel butterflies every time we meet?
But in truth I’m never gonna have the strength toTalk to you, what if you don’t want me to?
Why can’t the world fall at our feet?Why do I stumble over words I want to speak?Why do I feel butterflies every time we meet?Why can’t the world fall at our feet?Why do I stumble over words I want to speak?Why do I feel butterflies every time we meet?