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  • 2014.08.08
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I hate to see the ev'nin' sun go down Hate to see the ev'nin' sun go down, 'cause my baby, he done left this town Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today Feel tomorrow like I feel today, I'll pack my trunk, make my getaway St. Louis woman with her diamond rings Pulls that man 'round by her apron strings, 't'want for powder and for store-bought hair The man I love, would not gone nowhere, Got the St. Louis blues just as blue as I can be That man got a heart like a rock cast in the sea, Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me Been to the gypsy to get my fortune told To the gypsy, to get my fortune told, 'cause I'm most wild about my Jelly roll Gypsy done told me, "Don't you wear no black" Yes, she done told me, "Don't you wear no black, Go to St. Louis, you can win him back" Help me to Cairo, make St. Louis by myself Gone to Cairo, find my old friend Jeff Goin' to pin myself close to his side, If I Flag his train , I sure can ride I love that man like a schoolboy loves his pie Like a Kentucky Colonel loves his mint and rye I'll love my baby till the day I die You ought to see that stovepipe brown of mine, Like he owns the diamond Joseph line He'd make across-eyed old man go stone blind Blacker than midnight, teeth like flags of truce Blackest man in the whole St. Louis Blacker the berry, sweeter is the juice About a crap game, he knows a powerful lot, But when work time comes, he's on the dot Goin' to ask him for a cold ten spot, What it takes to get it, he's certainly got A black-headed gal make a freight train jump the track Said a black-headed gal make a freight train jump the track

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