St. Louis

Whoa, yeah
 Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears
 I'll tell you a tale of fifteen years
 I'm an old man that's so forlorn
 I wanna see the city where I was born
 I got a feeling that I can't stand
 I wanna go home to my homeland
 Ain't got no money, I ain't got a cent
 I can't get on that train to help me
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Come on, people, gotta get moving
 Come on, people, gotta get grooving
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Step up to me, you city gents
 And I'll clean your shoes for fifteen cents
 I'll fix your tie, you'll look a smash
 If you don't mind, I'll take the cash
 Soon I'll get the money and I'll feel fine
 To pack my bags and drink my wine
 I only know I got to go home
 The good Lord told me so, so help me
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Come on, people, gotta get moving
 Come on, people, gotta get grooving
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Which train goes to Louis
 You know I got the fare
 I know my time's coming fast
 I got to try to raise the fare
 Come on, people, gotta get moving
 Come on, people, gotta get grooving
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis
 Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis...
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way
 Show me the way to St.Louis
 Show me the way...