| Song | St. James Infirmary |
| Artist | Bobby Bland |
| Album | First Class Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I went down to St. James Infirmary | |
| And I heard my baby moan. | |
| And I felt so broken hearted. | |
| She used to be my very own. | |
| And I tried so hard to keep from crying. | |
| My heart felt just like lead. | |
| She was all that I had to live for. | |
| Oh, I wish it was me instead. | |
| Now she's gone, she's gone and may God bless her | |
| Wherever she may be. | |
| She can search this wide world over | |
| And she'll never find a man like me. | |
| She's gone . . . She's gone . . . She's gone. |