Текст песни St. Louis Blues (Live From Rome/1958) - Ella Fitzgerald

Oh I hate to see
That evening sun go down
Way, way, way, way down
I hate to see
That evening sun go down
Just because my baby
He has gone and left this town

If I'm feeling tomorrow
Just like a feel today
Feeling, feeling, feeling tomorrow
Just like a feel today
I'm gonna pack my trunk
I'm gonna make my getaway

St. Louis woman
With all her diamond rings
Pulls that man around
By her apron strings
If it wasn't for powder
And for store bought hair
That man I love
He wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere

I got the St. Louis blues
Just the blue as I can be
Hear me cryin', I got the blues
Got the blues, St. Louis blues
Blue as I can be

My man got a heart
Just like a rock cast in the sea
Say he may be your man
But he comes up to see me sometime
Yes, most everyday, he may be your man
But he comes up to see me sometime
And I live six flights up
Ooh, and that man sure love to climb

If you don't like my peaches
Why do you shake my tricks
Stay out of my heart
Stay out of my heart
Oh, If you don't like my peaches
Why do you shake my tricks
Stay out Iof my heart
And let my heart beat strictly

Say, If you don't like whisky
Well, baby you might as well get use to wine
Cause wine is fine
If you don't like whisky
Hey,you better get use to wine
Cause wine is fine
Cause that mam, he let me
Without wine and I felt mellow and fine

I got the St Louis
Got the blues, St Louis blues
I got the blues
Got the St Louis blues
Are you even talking, baby
I'll be cryin' about the St Louis blues