I hate to see
that evening sun go down
I hate to see
that evening sun go down
'Cause my lovin' baby
done left this town
If I feel tomorrow
like I feel today
If I feel tomorrow
like I feel today
I'm gonna pack my brings
and make my getaway
Oh, that St. Louis woman
with her diamond rings
She pulls my man around
by her apron strings
And if it wasn't for powder
and her store-bought hair
Oh, that man of mine
wouldn't go nowhere
I got those St. Louis blues
just as blue as I can be
Oh, my man's got a heart like a
rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have
gone so far from me