Well, I hate to see that evening sun go down
Well, I hate to see that evening sun go down
'Cause it make me think, "Am I on my last go-round?"
If I'm feeling tomorrow a-like I feel today
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
I'm gonna pack my suitcase and make my long get-away
'Cause the St. Louis woman, she wears her diamond ring
She leads her man around by her apron string
If it wasn't for powder and this store-bought hair
Oh, the girl I love wouldn't go nowhere, hair, hair
I got the St. Louis blues and just as blue as I can be
My girl got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
That's the reason why she goes so far from me
I love my girl like a schoolboy loves his pie
A-like a Kentucky white man loves his rock-and-rye
I love my girl 'til the day I die
A red-headed woman make a freight train jump the track
A red-headed woman will make a freight train jump the track
And a black-headed gal will make a preacher ball the jack
I got the St. Louis blues and just as blue as I can be
My girl got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
That's the reason why she goes so far from me