Well I hate to see that evening sun go down
Lord, I hate to see that evening sun go down
'Cause it makes me feel I'm on my last go-round
Oh, the St. Louis women with all their diamond rings
They lead a man around tied to their apron strings
Oh the St. Louis blues, as blue as I can be
Why that woman's got a heart like a rock down in the sea
Or she wouldn't have gone so far from me
If I'm feeling tomorrow like I feel today
I'm gonna pack my grit, make my getaway
I love my honey like a schoolboy loves his pie
Lord I love my honey like a schoolboy loves his pie
But she went and told me a bald faced lie
Oh, the St. Louis women with all their diamond rings
They lead a man around tied to their apron strings
Oh the St. Louis blues, as blue as I can be
Why that woman's got a heart like a rock down in the sea
Or she wouldn't have gone so far from me