Here's one of the greatest songs ever written
And Bob, we've got a lot of requests for you to do it
The St. Louis Blues, how about it?
Thank you very much, and thank you friends
One, two, three
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Lord, I hate to see that evening sun go down, down, down
Now, I hate to see that evening sun go down
'Cause of my baby, she's gone left me no how
A St. Louis man over the diamond ring
Takes that girl around by her apron string
If it wasn't for powder and this stone bald hair
Oh, well that girl of mine she would not have gone so far
From here
I got the St. Louis blues, lord as blue honey, as I can be
I said that man had a heart like a rock
That's weighed down in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have cared, has a doggone far, far from me
Woke up this morning, 'tween the night and day
Woke up this morning, 'tween the night and day
You oughta have seen me grab that fellow
Where my sweet baby used to lay
Alright
Piano founder
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I wish you'd listen to that
But that'd bring tears to a wild horse's eyes
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Listen here you rounders, you better leave my gal alone
Listen here all you rounders
You better leave my good gal alone
'Cause you can't give her nothing she can't get at home
Brother Jones
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Brother Jean, y'all, held his hand way high
The teacher frowned and says, "No, no"
Brother Jean held his hand way high
The teacher frowned and says, "No, no"
But the joke was on the teacher
'Cause little basket didn't have to go
Ain't going nowhere, never played anything
Fed up teacher, fed up
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Doggone it
Doggone it a gal, too
Well man, she done pulled out
And left me F-L-A-T flat, that's all
I don't care at all, I'll say
I don't like this, your stone cold blonde hair anyway
What in the world am I talking about
I'm crazy about any type of hair
But I do like black hair
So St. Louis Blues be on your way
'Cause a black-headed woman
Make a freight train jump the track
"All aboard!"
I said a black-headed woman
Make a freight train jump the track
But a long tall gal a-make a bullfrog wallow, drag
St. Louis Blues