Peter Cincotti - St Louis Blues Lyrics
(Music & Lyrics by William C. Handy)I hate to see the evenin' sun go down,I hate to see the evenin' sun go down,'Cause my baby she left this town.Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,I'll pack my trunk and make my get-away.St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,She pulls her man around, by her apron strings;She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair,The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhereSt. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,She pulls her man around, by her apron strings;She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair,The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhereWouldn't go nowhereWouldn't go nowhereHe wouldn't go nowhereHe wouldn't go nowhere