I hate to see that evening sun go down
Oh
I hate to see that evening sun go down
'Cause my baby she has left this town
St Louis woman without your diamond ring
She pulls my man around
By her apron strings
And if it wasn't for powder
And her store-bought hair
That man of mine
Wouldn't go so far from here
I got St Louis blues
Just as blue as I can be
Oh my man's got a heart
Like a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone
So done gone far from me
