W.c. handy

I hate to see that evening sun go down

I hate to see that evening sun go down

'cause, my baby, he's gone left this town

Fellin' tomorrow like i feel today

If i'm feelin' tomorrow like i feel today

I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way

St. louis woman with her diamond ring

Pulls that man around by her

If it wasn't for her and her

That man i love would have gone nowhere, nowhere

I got the st. louis blues

Blues 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