go nowhere, nowhere I got the St.Louis Blues Just as the bluest I can be I got a man with a heart like a rock cast in the sea Oh St.Louis baby Look what
Cause my baby, she left this town Feeling tomorrow just like I feel today Feeling tomorrow just like I feel today I'll pack my trunk and make my gataway St. Louis
around by her apron string If it wasn't for powder and her [Incomprehensible] hair That man I love wouldn't have gone nowhere, nowhere I got the St. Louis blues, blue
with Uncle Sam? He's cut down on my sugar Now he's messin' with my ham I got the ration blues Blue as I can be Oh, me, I've got those ration blues I
I love my St. Louis women but their ways I really can't stand I love my St. Louis women but their ways I really can't stand They always bettin' some woman
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blues goodbye Weary blues have made me cry Well, these weary blues I am gonna bid goodbye I know, I won't forget you but I'll try I am gonna bid my weary blues
Yes, a New Orleans woman She's alright with me I said New Orleans woman She's alright with me That's my hometown I'm talking about 'Cause when she cooks
modulation of syncopation Just tells my feet to dance and I can't refuse When I hear the melody they call the blues, those ever lovin' blues Just hear
stay there 'til I die (Until I die) I've got the Dallas blues And the Main Street heart disease (It's buzzin' 'round) I've got the Dallas blues And
in the sea Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me I got those St. Louis blues, I got the blues I got the blues, I got the blues My man's got a
Mama don't you beg your daddy for no diamond ring Mama don't you beg your daddy for no diamond ring 'Cause mama you already got the best of everything
you're done You can rag momma rag You can't help it if it's not your thing down at the St.Louis cemetary down at the St. Louis cemetary blues We shall
An that store bought hair An that gal a-mine She wouldn't be goin' nowhere No where! I got the St. Louie blues Blue as a man can be Yeah, that gal'
my baby, she left this town Feelin' tomorrow just like I feel today Feelin' tomorrow just like I feel today I'll pack my trunk and make my getaway St. Louis
] If it wasn't for powder... I'm going back back to St Louis going back back to St Louis Going back back to St Louis going back back to St Louis
your super hair Without the man who loves you You wouldn't get nowhere, nowhere I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be I got the St. Louis blues, blue
know how nice it seems Or just how much it really means Just to be, yes, siree, in New Orleans The land of dreams where I can lose My Basin Street blues
