Lyrics The Ghost of the St Louis Blues - Maria Muldaur

There's a creepy melody
Like a fiend it keeps haunting me
All night long it rambles on through my brain
And I'm near insane.

It's the most peculiar tune
Like some old colored mammie's croon
I can't seem to leave behind that haunting refrain.

It's the ghost of the St Louis blues
Oh it follows me around like a thief in the dark
Hark, hear it now.
It's the ghost of the St. Louis blues
Lord, that haunting strain is just like a piece of bad news.

When midnight shadows creep
I hear the ghostly music moan
It means the end of sleep
To hear a thousand saxaphones sob and groan.

I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down
Only gal I love she done left this town.

That's the tune that I never can lose
For it's every where, the ghost of the St. Louis blues
Oh Lord.