Luyện nghe bài hát St. Louis Blues

I to see de evenin' sun go down,
to see de evenin' sun go down
'Cause ma baby, he done dis town.
Feelin' tomorrow like I today,
Feel tomorrow I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, ma git away.

Saint Louis wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her strings.
'Twant for powder an' for hair,
De man ah love not gone nowhere, nowhere.
Got de Saint Louis jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got a heart lak a rock in the sea.

Or else he have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie,
Lak a Kentucky Col'nel his mint an' rye.
I'll ma baby till the day ah die.

Been to de gypsy to get ma tole,
To de gypsy, got ma fortune tole,
Cause I'm most wile 'bout ma Roll.
Gypsy done tole me, "Don't you no black."
Yes, she done me, "Don't you wear no black.

Go to Louis, you can win him back."
me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old Jeff,
Gwine to pin maself to his side;
If ah his train, I sho' can ride.
Got de Saint Louis jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got a lak a rock cast in the sea.

Or he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a loves his pie,
Lak a Kentucky Colonel loves his an' rye.
love ma baby till the day I die.

You ought to see dat stovepipe of mine,
Lak he de Dimon' Joseph line,
make a cross-eyed o'man go stone blin'.
Blacker than midnight, lak flags of truce,
Blackest man in de of Saint Louis,
Blacker de berry, am de juice.
About a crap game, he knows a lot,
But when comes, he's on de dot.
Gwine to ask him for a ten-spot,
it takes to git it, he's cert'nly got.

Got de Saint Louis jes as blue as ah can be.
Dat man got a heart lak a cast in the sea.
Or else he wouldn't gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy his pie,
Lak a Kentucky loves his mint an' rye.
love ma baby till the day ah die.

A gal makes a freight train jump the track, said a black-headed
Gal makes a freight jump the track,
But a long tall gal makes a preacher the jack.

Lawd, a blonde-headed woman makes a man leave the town, I said
woman makes a good man leave the town,
But a red-headed woman makes a boy slap his down.

Oh, ashes to ashes and dust to dust, I said to ashes and dust to dust,
If my blues get you, my jazzing must.