St. Louis Blues

I hate to see the evening sun go down
Lord, Lord, I hate to see the evening sun go down
'Cause my baby, baby done left this town

Well I feel tomorrow baby like I feel today
Lord, Lord, I feel tomorrow baby like I feel today
Gon' pack my bags, make my getaway (St. Louis blues)

St. Louis woman with her diamond rings (St. Louis, Louis blues)
Pulls that man around by her apron strings (St. Louis, Louis blues)
Wasn't for powder and for store-bought hair
That baby I love wouldn't go nowhere, nowhere

I got them St. Louis Blues; Lord as blue Lord as I can be (St. Louis, Louis blues)
I got them St. Louis Blues; Lord as blue Lord as I can be (St. Louis, Louis blues)
I got them St. Louis Blues; Lord as blue Lord as I can be (St. Louis, Louis bluеs)
I got them St. Louis Blues; Lord as blue Lord as I can bе (St. Louis, Louis blues)

(Repeat until fade)