Gene Krupa and His Orchestra
st louis blues
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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
- Album:
- Gene Krupa & His Orchestra: Live!
- Hot Drums (Live)
- The Chronological Classics: Gene Krupa and His Orchestra...
- Lionel Hampton & His Orchestra 1948 - Gene Krupa & His...
- Hot Drums
- Jazz-Club: Big Band
- The Big Band Years, Volume 1
- Soundtrack for a Century - Jazz: The Definitive Performances
- Zip-A-Dee Doo-Dah
- The Gene Krupa Story
- 100 Years of Jazz
- The Instrumental Mr. Krupa
- Swing That Music!
- The Ultimate Jazz Archive (set 19: Swing to Bebop -...
- The Ultimate Jazz Archive (set 40: Vocalists)
- Old Devil Moon / Same Old Blues
- Hop, Skip and Jump ~ 1946 ~ Volume 3
- Little Jazz Trumpet Giant
- Swing America
- Jazz in the Charts 059 (1940)