St. Louis Blues Lyrics
St. Louis Blues - Nat King Cole/Nelson Riddle And His Orchestra
Saint Louis woman with her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder an' for store-bought hair
The gal I love would not gone nowhere
Got dem Saint Louis blues just as blue as I can be
That gal got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
I oh she would not have gone so far from me
I love that gal like a schoolboy loves his pie
Like a Kentucky Col'nel loves his mint an' rye
I'll love my baby until the day I die
I'll love my baby till the day I die