Letra - Saint Louis Blues

I hate's to see dat ev'nin' sun go down

Hate's to see dat ev'nin' sun go down

Cause ma baby, she done lef' dis town.

If I feel tomorrow lak ah feel today

Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,

I'll pack up my trunk, and make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings

Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings.

'Twern't for powder an' her store-bought hair

De man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere.

Got dem Saint Louis Blues I'm as blue as ah can be.

Like a man done throwed that rock down into de sea

Got dem Saint Louis Blues I'm as blue as ah can be.

Went to de gypsy get her fortune tole

To de gypsy, done got her fortune tole,

Cause she most wile 'bout her Jelly Roll.

Now dat gypsy tole her, "Don't you wear no

black."

She done tole her, "Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."

If she git toCairo, make Saint Louis by herself,

Git to Cairo, find her old friend Jeff,

gwine to pin herself, right there, to his side If she

flag his train, she sho' can ride.