I hate to see the ev'nin' Sun go down
I hate to see the ev'nin' Sun go down
It makes me think I'm on my last go round

Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
Feelin’ tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my dreams and make my getaway

St. Louis woman with her diamond rings
Pulls that man 'round by her apron strings

Powder for powder and this store-bought hair
The man I love, wouldn’t gone nowhere, nowhere

I got the St. Louis blues just as blue as I can be
He’s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me