St. Louis Blues

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 feeling tomorrow like I feel today

I'll pack my trunk, make my get-a-way

St. Louis woman with her diamond rings

Pulls that man around by her apron strings

If it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair

That man I love wouldn't have gone nowhere, nowhere

I've 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 an' rye

I'll love my baby 'til the day I die