Luyện nghe bài hát St. James Infirmary

I went to old Joe's bar room
On the by the square.
Well, the drinks were bein' as usual,
And motley crowd was there.

Well, on my stood Joe McKennedy
And his were bloodshot red.
When he told me sad story,
were the words he said:

I went to the St. James infirmary,
I saw my there,
She was stretched out on a white table,
So cold, and fine, and fair.
Go ahead!

Let her go, let her go, God her,
she may be,
She can search this world
Never another man like me.

Yes, sixteen coal horses
To that rubber tied hack.
Well, it's seventeen miles to the
But my baby's never back.

Well, now you've my story,
Well, have another of booze
And if anyone should ever, ask you
I've got the St. James blues!