St. Louis Blues

(W.C. Handy)



I hate to see that evening sun go down

I hate to see that evening sun go down

Because my little loved baby he done left this town

If I feel tomorrow like I feel today

If I feel tomorrow like I feel today

I'll pack my bag and make my get away.



Oh, the St. Louis woman with those diamond rings

She pulls her man around by the apron strings.



If it wasn't for powder or that store-brought hair

That man of mine he wouldn't go nowhere, nowhere

I got the St. Louis Blues just as bluest I can be

I got a man with a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Oh, St. Louis baby look what you're doin' to me.



--- Instrumental ---



If it wasn't for powder or that store-brought hair

That man of mine he wouldn't go nowhere, nowhere

I got the St. Louis Blues just as bluest I can be

I got a man with a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Oh, St. Louis baby look what you're doin' to me.



I'm going back, back to St. Louis,

Going back, back to St. Louis

Going back, back to St Louis,

Going back, back to St Louis...