W.c. handy
I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down
cause, my baby, hes gone left this town
Fellin tomorrow like I feel today
If Im feelin tomorrow like I feel today
Ill pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man around by her
If it wasnt for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the st. louis blues
Blues as I can be
That mans got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldnt have gone so far from me
I love my baby like a school boy loves his pie
Like a kentucky colonel loves his mintn rye
I love my man till the day I die