St. Louis Blues (Concerto Grosso)-Louis Armstrong

St. Louis Blues W. C. Handy, Louis Armstrong 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 ring Pulls that man around by her If it wasn't for her and her That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere I got the St. Louis Blues Blues 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 my baby like a school boy loves his pie Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint'n rye I love my man till the day I die by W.C. Handy