Saint Louis Blues

I hate
 I hate to see the sun go down
 I hate to see that evening sun go down
 'Cause the man I love, he done left the town
 But if I feel
 If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
 If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
 I'll pack my trunk and make my getaway
 I'm St. Louis woman got on diamond rings
 Got my heart around, all around my apron strings
 Well, if it wasn't for powder and the store-bought hair
 That man of mine, nowhere, nowhere
 Blues, blue as I can be
 Heart like a rock in that deep blue sea
 I know my man is still in love with me
 I love him, like a school boy loves his pie
 Like an ol' Kentucky Colonel loves his little rock and rye
 Love him 'til the day I die
 I need lovin', I need lovin' bad
 Oh, I need lovin', I need lovin' bad
 The last he gave me was so short
 Made me mad but he made me give it up
 He made me give it up
 Oh, we rock, we rock by the clock
 And after the clock stopped, kept on rockin'
 I may look stiff but baby I'm not so old
 I may look stiff but brother I'm not so old
 Had ol' daddy last night sing salvation to my soul
 He said, "Give it up"
 "Hand it here"
 So I told him to get it and kinda
 Get with it, get in the house, get it
 And he forgot it
 But I made him remember and you never seen a man remember so much
 Made think it's well, maybe it wasn't
 Couldn't be but-, so well I told him, "Bye-bye, bye-bye"
 I'm going way back home
 Way back home
 Goodbye St. Louis, goodbye