I hate to see that evenin' sun go down;
I hate to see that evenin' sun go down;
'Cuz my sweet man, he's gonna leave this town.
If I'm feelin' tomorrow, like I feel today,
Feelin' tomorrow, like I feel today,
I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway.
St. Louis woman, she wears her diamond ring,
She pulled that man around by her apron string.
Now if it wasn't for the powder and the store-bought hair,
Say, that man I love wouldn't have gone nowhere, nowhere.
Got the St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be,
Well, that man's got a heart like a rock down in the sea,
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far away from me.
{Got the St. Louis blues,} Got the St. Louis blues,
{got the St. Louis blues,} got the St. Louis blues,
{got the St. Louis blues,} got the St. Louis blues,
{got the St. Louis blues,} got the St. Louis blues,
I got the St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be,
Yes_ I got the St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be,
Oh yeah!