The St. Louis Blues

I hate to see the evenin' sun go down
Hate to see that evenin' sun go down
'Cause my baby, he done left this town
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
Feel tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my bags and make my getaway

St. Louis woman with all her diamond rings
Kept that man around by her apron strings
Went for powder and for store-bought hair
That man I love would not have gone nowhere, nowhere

Got the St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be
That man got a heart like a rough cat in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far away from me
I love that man like a schoolboy loves his pie
A Kentucky colonel loves his mint and rye
I'll love my baby 'til the day I die