St. Louis Blues Songtext
von Eartha Kitt

I hate to see the evening sun go down
Hate to see the evening sun go down
′Cause my baby, he's done left this town

Feelin′ tomorrow like I feel today
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'm gonna pack my trunk
Make my getaway


(St. Louis woman with her diamond rings)
(Pulls a man around by her apron strings)

Weren′t for powder and her store-bought hair
The man I love, wouldn′t have gone nowhere

Got the St. Louis blues just as blue as I can be
That man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn′t have gone so far from me

I love that man like a school boy loves his pie
Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint and rye
I love my baby (love my baby)
Till the day I die (till the day I die)