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I hate to see that evening sun go down I hate to see that evening sun go down 'Cause, my baby, he's done left this town Feeling tomorrow like I feel today If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack my trunk and make my get away St. Louis woman with her diamond ring Pulls that man around by her apron string If it wasn't for powder and her stubborn hair That man I love wouldn't have gone nowhere, nowhere I got the St. Louis blues, 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 my man like a school boy loves his pie Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint and rye I love my man 'til the day I die
Writer(s): Erroll Garner, William Handy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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