Saint Louis Blues
Lonnie Donegan Lyrics


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I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down
Cause my baby, he's gone left this town

Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere

I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me

I love my baby like a school boy loves his pie




Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint 'n rye
I love my man till the day I die

Overall Meaning

In the first verse, "I hate to see that evening sun go down, cause my baby, he's gone left this town," the singer expresses his sadness and disappointment about his lover leaving him and the town they were in. The imagery of the evening sun going down represents the end of a relationship or a chapter in his life. He dislikes witnessing this because it symbolizes the absence of his beloved. This line sets the tone for the rest of the song, conveying a sense of longing and heartbreak.


In the second verse, "Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today, if I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today, I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way," the singer contemplates his future and suggests that if he continues to feel as miserable as he does now, he will leave everything behind and start anew. The repetition of feeling emphasizes the consistency of his unhappiness, and his decision to pack his truck symbolizes his desire to escape his current situation.


The third verse introduces the character of the "St. Louis woman with her diamond ring." She possesses power and control over the man the singer loves. If it wasn't for her and her influence, the man he loves would have never achieved anything significant. This verse suggests that the woman may have used her charm or manipulative tactics to propel him forward, leaving the singer behind. This storyline adds a layer of complexity to the singer's heartache, as he not only mourns his lost love but also holds some resentment towards the woman who "pulled him around."


The final verse delves into the personal feelings the singer has for his baby, comparing his love to that of a schoolboy and his pie or a Kentucky colonel and his mint 'n rye. These comparisons imply that the love he feels is passionate and intense, something that gives him great pleasure and fulfillment. He loves his man unconditionally and declares that he will continue to love him until the day he dies, emphasizing the depth and longevity of his feelings.


Overall, the lyrics of "Saint Louis Blues" explore themes of heartbreak, longing, and the challenges of love. Lonnie Donegan's rendition of the song paints a vivid emotional landscape, capturing the pain of lost love and the lingering memories that accompany it. The repeated reference to St. Louis, along with the bluesy musical style, adds to the nostalgic atmosphere and aura of melancholy.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, HANDY BROTHERS MUSIC CO.,INC., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: William Christopher Handy

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Mike Hannon


on Wabash Cannonball

If you want the donegan lyrics from the recording this link has provided instead of the johnny cash ones they are as fallows;

Wabash Cannonball
by Lonnie Donegan

She came down from Birmingham, one cold December day
As she rolled into the station, you could hear the people say
That train from Indiana, she's long and she's tall...
That’s a combination called the Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she comes down the mountains through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
He’s racing through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball

From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green and flowing mountains to the old mill by the moor
She's long and handsome, and quite well known by all...
That’s a combination called the Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she comes down the mountains through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
He’s racing through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball

Well here's to that old engineer his name will ever stand
And always be remembered in the courts throughout the land
When his mighty race is over and the curtains 'round him fall...
It'll carry him back to dixie on the Wabash Cannon Ball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she comes down the mountains through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
Yeah he’s racing through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball

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