I hate to see that evening sun go down I hate to see that evening sun go down

Because my little loved baby he done left this town

If I feel tomorrow like I feel today if I feel tomorrow like I feel today

I'll pack my bag and make my get away

Oh the St Louis woman with those diamond rings

She pulls her man around by the apron strings

If it wasn't for powder or that store-brought hair

That man of mine he wouldn't go nowhere nowhere

I got the St Louis Blues just as bluest I can be

I got a man with a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Oh St Louis baby look what you're doin' to me

[ sax ]

If it wasn't for powder...

I'm going back back to St Louis going back back to St Louis

Going back back to St Louis going back back to St Louis