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One of my favorite songs of all time, written in 1928 by Irving Mills. My approach was simple; play the guitar live, then sing, add bass, add piano, sing some harmonies and be done with it. Interestingly, I remembered an old bass trick my friend ‘Hungry’ Larry Stringer (the late Larry Glod) taught me. If you stuff a rag or something under the bass strings by the bridge, it deadens the strings, so an electric bass can sound like an upright. So I took a beer koozie, folded it in half and jammed it under the strings. It completely muted them. What a great sound. The vocals were added, I tossed in a few piano notes and I was done within a couple of hours. It was then that I realized I forgot the last verse. Damn it!
I play a Fender P-bass, Yamaha P 125 piano, and my Guild D40 C acoustic guitar. Recorded on a Tascam Portastudio DP-24SD.


I went down to old Joe's barroom
At the corner by the square
The drinks were served as usual
and the usual crowd was there

On my left stood Joe McKennedy
His eyes were blood shot red
As he turned the crowd around him
these are the very words that he said

I went down to the Saint James Infirmary
I saw my baby there
stretched out on a long white table
so sweet, so cold, and so fare

Let her go, let her go
God bless her
Wherever she may be
I could search the whole world over
and never find
a sweeter gal than she

(I forgot to sing this verse)
Now that you've heard my story
I'll take another shot of booze
and in anybody happens to ask you
tell them I've got those
Saint Kames Infirmary blues