Peter Cincotti - St. Louis Blues lyrics

rate me

(Music & Lyrics by William C. Handy)

I hate to see the evenin' sun go down,

I hate to see the evenin' sun go down,

'Cause my baby she left this town.

Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,

Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,

I'll pack my trunk and make my get-away.

St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,

She pulls her man around, by her apron strings;

She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair,

The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhere

St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,

She pulls her man around, by her apron strings;

She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair,

The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhere

Wouldn't go nowhere

Wouldn't go nowhere

He wouldn't go nowhere

He wouldn't go nowhere