(G7)I hate to see row

de eve nin’ sun go (G)down,

hate to see row

de eve nin’ sun go (G)down.

(D7)’Cause my ba by,

he done lef dis (G)town.

(G7)Feel in’ to mor row

lak eve Ah feel to (G)day,

feel to mor row

lak eve Ah feel to (G)day.

(D7)I’ll pack my trunk

make ma get a (G)town.

(G)- way.

St.

Lou is (Gm)wom an

wid her dia mon’ (D)rings,

pulls dat (D7)man roun’

by her ap ron (Gm)strings,

’twant for (Gm)pow der

an’ for store bought (D)hair,

de (D7)man I love

would not gone no (Gm)where.

Got de (G)St.

Lou is Blues jes as blue as Ah can be,

dat (C)man got a heart lak a rook cast in the sea,

or (D7)else he would n’t have gone so far from me.