[Verse 1]
If I feel tomorrow like I'm feelin' today
If I feel tomorrow like I'm feelin' today
I'm gonna pack my grip and make my get-a-way

[Verse 2]
Lord, I hate to see that evenin' sun go down
Yeah, it's makin' be lonesome
Yeah, I hate to see that evening sun go down
I'm gonna pack my things, I'm gonna leave this town

[Verse 3]
Lord, that St. Louis woman, she wears a diamond ring
And she leads me around by her apron string
If it weren't for, oh, her powder and all that store-bought paint
That St. Louis woman wouldn't look like what she ain't
No, she wouldn't

[Verse 4]
I got the St, Louis blues, just as blue as I can be
Oh, that woman's got a heart like a rock in the bottom of the sea
Yeah, that St. Louis woman done made a fool of me