St. Louis Blues Songtext
von Bessie Smith

I hate to see the evening sun go down
I hate to see the evening sun go down
It makes me think I′m on my last 'go round

Feeling tomorrow like I feel today
Feeling tomorrow like I feel today
I′ll pack my dreams and make my get away


Saint Louis woman with her diamond rings
Pulls dat man around by her apron strings
Powder for powder and this store-bought hair
The man I love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere

I got the Saint Louis Blues just as blue as I can be
He's got a heart like rock, I cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn′t have gone so far from me