[Music & Lyrics by William C. Handy] k shs pbrni bm
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down, I hate to see the evenin' sun go down, 'Cause my baby she left this town.
Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today, Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today, I'll pack my trunk and make my get-away.
St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings, She pulls her man around, by her apron strings She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair, The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhere
St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings, She pulls her man around, by her apron strings She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair, The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhere Wouldn't go nowhere Wouldn't go nowhere He wouldn't go nowhere He wouldn't go nowhere
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