Introdução: I hate to see that evenin' sun go down I hate to see that evenin' sun go down 'Cause my baby, he has left this town If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack my trunk and make my get-away Saint Louis woman, with all her diamond rings Stole that man of mine by her apron strings If it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair The man I love wouldn't'a gone nowhere, nowhere Got the Saint Louie 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 schoolboy loves his pie Like a Kentucky Colonel loves his rocker and rye Gonna love that man til the day I die