I hate to see that evening sun go down I hate to see that evening sun go down
Because my little loved baby he done left this town
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today if I feel tomorrow like I feel today
I`ll pack my bag and make my get away
Oh the St Louis woman with those diamond rings
She pulls her man around by the apron strings
If it wasn`t for powder or that store-brought hair
That man of mine he wouldn`t go nowhere nowhere
I got the St Louis Blues just as bluest I can be
I got a man with a heart like a rock cast in the sea
Oh St Louis baby look what you`re doin` to me
[ sax ]
If it wasn`t for powder...
I`m going back back to St Louis going back back to St Louis
Going back back to St Louis going back back to St Louis