I hate to see the evening sun go down

I hate to see the evening sun go down

It makes me think I'm on my last go 'round

Feeling' tomorrow like I feel today

Feeling' tomorrow like I feel today

I'll pack my grip and make my getaway

Saint Louis woman with her diamond rings

Pulls that man around by her apron strings

Wasn't for powder and the store-bought hair

The man I love wouldn't go nowhere, nowhere

I got them Saint 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