Letras
I hate to see the evening sun go down
Hate to see the evening sun go down
'Cause my baby, he's done left this town
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'm gonna pack my trunk
Make my getaway
(St. Louis woman with her diamond rings)
(Pulls a man around by her apron strings)
Weren't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man I love, wouldn't have gone nowhere
Got the St. Louis blues just as blue as I can be
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 love that man like a school boy loves his pie
Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint and rye
I love my baby (love my baby)
Till the day I die (till the day I die)