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I hate to see the evening sun go down
I hate to see the evening sun go down
'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 woman
With her diamond rings
She pulls her man around
By her apron strings
She wants for powder
And for store bought hair
The man she loves, he wouldn't go nowhere
St. Louis woman
With her diamond rings
She pulls her man around
By her apron strings
She wants for powder
And for store bought hair
The man she loves, he wouldn't go nowhere