James


I woke up, one Monday morning
And I didn't know what to do
And in my head was something yawning
And it was yawning about you

Bring me to James, St James infirmary
Where I can help my friend
Bring me to James, St James infirmary
Where I can help my beautiful friend

And when I got to the station
And I had no patience, I don't ride away
I don't like to hesitate
So bring me to James
Please don't let me wait again
'Cause I wanna help my friend so bad

Bring me to James, St James infirmary
Where I can help my friend
And I will never let him go, oh, oh
And I'll lent him my hand, yes I do

Bring me to James, don't let me wait again

And he stretched out on a white cocktail
I'm not able to help him again
And I want him to help so bad

Bring me to James
Bring me to James
Bring me to James
Bring me to James


Writer/s: Traditional