(W.C. Handy)
Feel fine!
Feel fine!
Here we go, one, two!
One, two, three, four!
Hey!
One, two!
One, two, three, four!
Hey (hey), ho (ho)
Hey (hey)
I (ah!) got the St. Louis Blues, I'm as blue, just as blue as I can be
I got the St. Louis Blues, I'm as blue, just as blue as I can be
Well, since my baby left me, there is nothin' left for me
And if I'm feelin' tomorrow like I'm feelin' today,
Baby, if I'm feelin' tomorrow like I'm feelin' today,
I'm gonna pack my bags and I'm gonna move away
St. Louis woman with all your diamond rings,
Leave me all around by your apron strings
And if it weren't for that make-up and that store-bought hair,
That little girl of mine, she'd never gone nowhere
Nowhere
Say yeah yeah (yeah yeah), oh (oh)
Oh (oh)
I (ah!) got the St. Louis Blues, I'm as blue, just as blue as I can be
Say it one more time
I said I got the St. Louis Blues, I'm as blue, just as blue as I can be
Well, since my baby left me, there is nothin' left for me
And so, I'm goin' to St. Louis
Baby, let me tell you
I want you to know
That I'm goin'
I'm movin' on
(fade out)
