Channeling a bit of mad Gypsy Jazz with this one. Trying to make my jazz bass sound like an upright acoustic bass, and trying to trick my viola into sounding like someone who can actually play is holding it.

Hope you enjoy.

Folks I'm going to that St. James Infirmary

To see my baby there

She's stretched out on a long white table

She's so cold, she's so sweet, she's so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Where ever she may be

She may search this whole wide world over

She'll never find another sweet man like me

When I die bury me in my straight leg britches

And put on a Stetson top hat

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain

So the whole world will know I died standin' pat

Give me six crap-shootin' pall bearers

And a chorus girl to sing me a song

Put a jazz band on top of my hearse wagon

So we can raise hell as we roll along

Now that you have heard my story

Give me another shot of that booze

If anyone should happen to ask you

Tell them I got that St. James Infirmary blues