St.Louis Blues March

I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down
Cause my baby, he's gone left this town

Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way

St. Louis woman with her diamond ɾing
Pulls that man around by her, if it wasn't for [Dm7]her and [Bm]her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere

I got [Fm7]the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's got [Fm7]a heart like [F]a ɾock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me

I love my [A]baby like [F]a school boy loves his pie
Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint 'n ɾye
I love my [A]man till the day I die