Lyrics St. Louis - Warhorse

St. Louis

Countryman, friend, lend me your ears
I’ll tell you a tale of fifteen years
I’m an old man but not forlorn
I wanna see the city where I was born
I got a feeling I can’t understand
I wanna get back to my homeland
I got no money, I ain’t got a cent
I gotta get on that train, so help me
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Come on, baby, gotta get moving
Come on, baby, gotta get grooving
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Step up to me, you city gents
I’ll clean your shoes for fifteen cents
I’ll fix your tie, you’ll look a smash
If you don’t mind, I’ll take your cash
Soon I’ll get the money, I’ll get to feel fine
I’ll pack my bags and you can drink my wine
Only gotta know I got to go home
The good Lord tells me so, so help me
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Come on, baby, gotta get moving
Come on, baby, gotta get grooving
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Which train goes to Louis
You know I got the fare
'Cause I know my time’s coming fast
I gotta try to make it there
Come on, baby, gotta get moving
Come on, baby, gotta get grooving
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way
Come on, baby, gotta get moving
Come on, baby, gotta get grooving
Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way