Luyện nghe bài hát St. James Infirmary

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

Well, on my left stood Joe
And his eyes were red.
When he me that sad story,
These were the words he

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

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

Yes, sixteen black horses
To that rubber tied hack.
Well, it's miles to the graveyard
But my never comin' back.

Well, now heard my story,
Well, have another round of
And if anyone should ever, ask you
got the St. James infirmary blues!