I hate to see the evening sun go down I hate to see the evening sun go down It makes me think I'm on my last 'go round Feeling tomorrow like I feel today Feeling tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack my dreams and make my get away Saint Louis woman with her diamond rings Pulls dat man around by her apron strings Powder for powder and this store-bought hair The man I love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere I got the Saint Louis Blues just as blue as I can be He's got a heart like rock, I cast in the sea Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me