Bessie Smith - The St. Louis Blues lyrics

I hate's to see that evening' sun go down Hate's to see that evening' sun go down I feel my left go round If I feel tomorrow like I feel today Feel tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack up my trunk and make my getaway Saint Louis woman with her diamond rings Pulls that man 'round by her apron strings 'Weren't for powder and her store-bought hair The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm as blue as I can be Like a man done throwed that rock down into the sea Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm as blue as I can be Went to the gypsy, get her fortune tole To the gypsy done got her fortune tole 'Cause she most wild 'bout her Jelly Roll Now that gypsy told her, "Don't you wear no black" She done told her, "Don't you wear no black Go to Saint Louis: you can win him back" If she get to Cairo, make Saint Louis by herself Get to Cairo, find her old friend Jeff Goin' to pin herself right there to his side If she flag his train, she sho' can ride And she sang Got them Saint Louis Blues, just as blue as I can be That man got a heart like a rock cast into the sea Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me, doggone it I loves day, man, like a schoolboy loves his pie Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint and rye I'll love my baby till the day I die Now a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track Said a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track But a long, tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack Lord, a blond-headed woman make a good man leave the town I said a blond-headed woman make a good man leave the town But a red-headed woman make a boy slap his pappy down