I hate to see that evenin' sun go down
I hate to see that evenin' sun go down
'Cause my baby, he has left this town
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my trunk and make my get-away
Saint Louis woman, with all her diamond rings
Stole that man of mine by her apron strings
If it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man I love wouldn't'a gone nowhere, nowhere
Got the Saint Louie 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 schoolboy loves his pie
Like a Kentucky Colonel loves his rocker and rye
Gonna love that man til the day I die