| Song | Saint Louis Blues |
| Artist | Louis Armstrong |
| Album | Blueberry Hill |
| I hate＇s to see dat ev＇nin＇ sun go down | |
| Hate＇s to see dat ev＇nin＇ sun go down | |
| Cause ma baby, she done lef＇ dis town. | |
| If I feel tomorrow lak ah feel today | |
| Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today, | |
| I＇ll pack up my trunk, and make ma git away. | |
| Saint louis woman wid her diamon＇ rings | |
| Pulls dat man ＇roun＇ by her apron strings. | |
| ＇twern＇t for powder an＇ her store-bought hair | |
| De man she love wouldn＇t gone nowhere, nowhere. | |
| Got dem saint louis blues I＇m as blue as ah can be. | |
| Like a man done throwed that rock down into de sea | |
| Got dem saint louis blues I＇m as blue as ah can be. | |
| Went to de gypsy get her fortune tole | |
| To de gypsy, done got her fortune tole, | |
| Cause she most wile ＇bout her jelly roll. | |
| Now dat gypsy tole her, ＂don＇t you wear no black.＂ | |
| She done tole her, ＂don＇t you wear no black. | |
| Go to saint louis, you can win him back.＂ | |
| If she git tocairo, make saint louis by herself, | |
| Git to cairo, find her old friend jeff, | |
| Gwine to pin herself, right there, to his side if she flag his train, she sho＇ can ride. | |
| and she sang | |
| Got dem saint louis blues jes as blue as ah can be. | |
| Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast into de sea. | |
| Or else he wouldn＇t have gone so far from me. | |
| Doggone it! | |
| I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie, | |
| Lak a kentucky col＇nel ....loves his mint an＇ rye. | |
| I＇ll love ma baby till the day ah die. | |
| Now a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track, | |
| Said a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track, | |
| But a long tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack. | |
| Lawd, a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town, | |
| I said a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town, | |
| But a red-headed woman make a boy slap his pappy down. |
| I hate s to see dat ev nin sun go down | |
| Hate s to see dat ev nin sun go down | |
| Cause ma baby, she done lef dis town. | |
| If I feel tomorrow lak ah feel today | |
| Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today, | |
| I ll pack up my trunk, and make ma git away. | |
| Saint louis woman wid her diamon rings | |
| Pulls dat man roun by her apron strings. | |
| twern t for powder an her storebought hair | |
| De man she love wouldn t gone nowhere, nowhere. | |
| Got dem saint louis blues I m as blue as ah can be. | |
| Like a man done throwed that rock down into de sea | |
| Got dem saint louis blues I m as blue as ah can be. | |
| Went to de gypsy get her fortune tole | |
| To de gypsy, done got her fortune tole, | |
| Cause she most wile bout her jelly roll. | |
| Now dat gypsy tole her, don t you wear no black. | |
| She done tole her, don t you wear no black. | |
| Go to saint louis, you can win him back. | |
| If she git tocairo, make saint louis by herself, | |
| Git to cairo, find her old friend jeff, | |
| Gwine to pin herself, right there, to his side if she flag his train, she sho can ride. | |
| and she sang | |
| Got dem saint louis blues jes as blue as ah can be. | |
| Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast into de sea. | |
| Or else he wouldn t have gone so far from me. | |
| Doggone it! | |
| I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie, | |
| Lak a kentucky col nel .... loves his mint an rye. | |
| I ll love ma baby till the day ah die. | |
| Now a blackheaded gal makes a freight train jump the track, | |
| Said a blackheaded gal makes a freight train jump the track, | |
| But a long tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack. | |
| Lawd, a blondeheaded woman make a good man leave the town, | |
| I said a blondeheaded woman make a good man leave the town, | |
| But a redheaded woman make a boy slap his pappy down. |