At the St. James Hotel outside of MexiconThey say that a gunslinger named Wright died there a long time agonIn a poker game one afternoon, he was called out of the roomnAnd the cards he hid, well they fell to the floornHe don't play cards no morennAt the St. James Hotel outside of MexiconThey say that Frank and Jesse stayed there a long time agonThey rode into town like two strangersnNo one questioned who they werenThey needed a night to sleep it offnI was all alone in the upstairs hall when from behind I heard him callnYou must never never sell the St. James HotelnnThe St. James Hotel outside of MexiconThe St. James Hotel outside of MexiconnWell I bought this hotel about a year agonIt was all broken down and no one ever told of all the ghostsnThat still walk the halls, I can hear 'em shooting up the wallsnAnd I know I will never sell the St. James HotelnnThe St. James Hotel outside of MexiconThe St. James Hotel outside of Mexico nThe St. James Hotel outside of MexiconThe St. James Hotel outside of Mexico