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)