Well I hate to see that evening sun go down Lord, I hate to see that evening sun go down 'Cause it makes me feel I'm on my last go-round Oh, the St. Louis women with all their diamond rings They lead a man around tied to their apron strings Oh the St. Louis blues, as blue as I can be Why that woman's got a heart like a rock down in the sea Or she wouldn't have gone so far from me If I'm feeling tomorrow like I feel today I'm gonna pack my grit, make my getaway I love my honey like a schoolboy loves his pie Lord I love my honey like a schoolboy loves his pie But she went and told me a bald faced lie Oh, the St. Louis women with all their diamond rings They lead a man around tied to their apron strings Oh the St. Louis blues, as blue as I can be Why that woman's got a heart like a rock down in the sea Or she wouldn't have gone so far from me