I hate to see that evening Sun go down
I hate to see that evening Sun go down
'Cause my baby, he's done left this town
Feeling tomorrow like I feel today
If I'm feeling tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make my get-a-way

St. Louis woman with her diamond rings
Pulls that man around by her apron strings
If it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair
That man I love wouldn't have gone nowhere, nowhere

I've got the St. Louis Blues
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 my man like a school boy loves his pie
Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint an' rye
I'll love my baby till the day I die