St. Louis Blues

I hate to see the evening sun go down Hate to see the evening sun go down 'Cause my baby, he's done left this town Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today I'm gonna pack my trunk Make my getaway (St. Louis woman with her diamond rings) (Pulls a man around by her apron strings) Weren't for powder and her store-bought hair The man I love, wouldn't have gone nowhere Got the St. Louis blues just as blue as I can be That man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me I love that man like a school boy loves his pie Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint and rye I love my baby (love my baby) Till the day I die (till the day I die)