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 dreams and make my get away

Saint Louis woman with her diamond rings

Pulls dat man around by her apron strings

Powder for powder and this store-bought hair

The man I love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere

I got the Saint Louis Blues just as blue as I can be

He's got a heart like rock, I cast in the sea

Or else he wouldn′t have gone so far from me