At the St. James Hotel outside of Mexico
They say that a gun slinger named Wright
Died there a long time ago
In a poker game one afternoon
He was called out of the room
And the cards he hid
Well they fell to the floor
He don’t play cards no more
At the St. James Hotel outside of Mexico
They say that Frank and Jessie stayed there
A long time ago, when they
Rode into town like two strangers
No one questioned who they were
They needed a night to sleep it off
I was all alone in the upstairs hall
When from behind I heard him call
«You msut never, never sell
The St. James Hotel»
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The St. James Hotel outside of Mexico
The St. James Hotel outside of Mexico
Well I bought this hotel about a year ago
It was all broken down
And no one ever told
Of all the ghosts that still walk the halls
I can hear them shootin’ up the walls
And I know I will never sell
The St. James Hotel
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