I hate to see that evening sun go down.
I hate to see that evening sun go down.
'Cause, my baby,
he's gone left this town.
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today.
Feel tomorrow
like I feel today.
I'll pack my trunk
and make my get-a-way.
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man around by her
apron string
'Twas'nt for powder, and for store
bought hair,
The man I love would not go nowhere,
nowhere,
Got the St Louis Blues,
just as blue as I can be.
That man got a heart like a rock
cast in the sea.
Or else he would'nt have gone
so far from me.