I hate to see that evening sun go down,
I hate to see that evening sun go down,
`Cause my lovin` baby done left this town.
If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today,
If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today,
I`m gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway.
Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn`t for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn`t go nowhere.
I got those St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be,
Oh, my 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 schoolboy loves his pie,
Like a Kentucky colonel loves his rocker and rye
I`ll love my man until the day I die, Lord, Lord.
I got the St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be, Lord, Lord!
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 got those St. Louis blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues,
My man`s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea,
Or else he wouldn`t have gone so far from me, Lord, Lord!
Another version
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A
Got St. Louis blues.....blue as I can be;
B
There`s two people in this world I just can`t stand;
There`s two people in this world I just can`t stand;
That`s a two-faced woman and a lyin` man;
B
I`m gonna leave this town walkin`, talkin` to myself;
I`m gonna leave this town walkin`, talkin` to myself;
Because the sweet woman I love, she belongs to somebody else.
C (The following verse is so heavily scatted that it is virtually incomprehensible.)
[Oh, I say, look here, sweet mama, someday your papa`s...
When that big old hound comes around...
And when that big old piece of hound comes..
He`s sure gonna leave this town.]
B
I`m goin` back to Chicago to have my hambone boiled;
I`m goin` way back to Chicago to have my hambone boiled;
Because these women in New York City let my good hambone spoil.
D
I got the St.Louis blues, sweet mama, got St. Louis blues, just blue,
Blue as I can be, St. Louis blues; baby,
Aw, your daddy got St. Louis blues, sweet mama,
All those blues, I`m blue as I can be.
Version 3
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I hate to see that evenin` sun go down,
I hate to see that evenin` sun go down,
`Cause my baby has left this town.
If I`m feelin` tomorrow, just like I feel today,
If I`m feelin` tomorrow, like I feel today,
I`ll pack my trunk and make my get-away.
St. Louis woman, with all her diamond rings,
Stole that man of mine, by her apron strings;
If it wasn`t for powder, and her store-bought hair,
That man I love wouldn`t`ve gone nowhere!
Nowhere!
I`ve got the St. Louis blues, just as blue as I can be;
Lord, that man`s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea,
Or else he wouldn`t have gone so far from me!
Gee, I love that man like a school boy loves his pie,
Just like an old Kentucky colonel loves his rock and rye,
I guess I`ll love that man until the day I die.
