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 the man I love done left this town.

If I'm feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,
Said If I'm feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,
I'm gonna pack my bag and make my getaway.

St. Louis woman, with all her diamond rings,
Ah, she pulls that man around by her apron strings.
'Twern't for powder and some store-bought hair,
The man I love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere.

Got the St. Louis blues, lawd, I'm just as blue as I can be,
My man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea,
Or else he wouldn't gone so far from me.

I love my man like a schoolboy loves his pie,
Said I love my man like a schoolboy loves his pie,
And I'll love that sweet man until the day I die

Instrumental Interlude

Said a red-headed gal make a good man leave this town
A red-headed gal make a good man leave this town
But a little short fat squatty mama make a baby slap his pappy down
(scat)
Make a baby slap his pappy down