St. Louis Blues

St. Louis woman with her diamond rings

She pulls that man around by her apron strings

If it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair

You never mention love wouldn't go anywhere

St. Louis woman

St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman

I hate to see that evening sun go down

I hate to see that evening sun go down

I hate to see that evening sun go down

Yeah

I hate to see that evening sun go down

I hate to see that evening sun go down

St. Louis woman with her diamond rings

St. Louis woman, yeah-yeah

Hey, St. Louis woman

What you did?

Four o'clock in the morning, yeah

What you give?

Sleepless nights

That's what you did

If you see me with a St. Louis woman

Slap me because she slapped me

Yeah, oh

St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman, St. Louis

Hey, baby, bye-bye