I hate to see that evening sun go down I hate to see that evening sun go down 'Cause, my baby, he's done left this town
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack my truck and make my get-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring Pulls that man around by her apron strings If it wasn't for her and her googly-eyed stare That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis Blues 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 my baby like a school boy loves his pie Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint'n rye I love my man till the day I die