Mildred Bailey - St. Louis Blues

I hate to see the evening sun go down,

said I hate to see the evening sun go down,

'cause a man I love gone left this town.

If I'm feelin' tomorrow just like I feel today,

said that if I'm feelin' tomorrow just like I feel today

I'm gona pack my bags and make my get away.

St. Louis woman with all her diamond rings,

I should pull that man around by her apron strings,

twern‘t for powder and her store-bought hair,

the man I love wouldn’t go nowhere, nowhere.

I got the St. Louis blues, I‘m just as blues as I can be,

my man‘s got a heart like a rock cast in a sea,

or else he wouldn't gone so far from me.

I love my man like a school boy loves his pie,

said I love my man like a school boy loves his pie,

I love that sweet man untill a day I die.

{Orchestra}

A red-headed girl has made a good man leave this town,

Afraid, headed girl, it make good man leave this town,

When a little shot pat squaw mama

make a baby slap his pappy down.

Dee-de-eh,

Dit-dit-dee, Dit-dit-dit-dee-eh,

Dit-dit-dit-dee-eh, Hi-hi.

Make a baby slap his pappy down.