Peter Cincotti
st louis blues
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I hate to see the evenin' sun go down,
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down,
'Cause my baby she left this town.
Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,
Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk and make my get-away.
St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,
She pulls her man around, by her apron strings;
She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair,
The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhere
St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,
She pulls her man around, by her apron strings;
She wants for powder, and for store-bought hair,
The man she loves he wouldn't go nowhere
Wouldn't go nowhere
Wouldn't go nowhere
He wouldn't go nowhere
He wouldn't go nowhere
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- Metropolis
- East Of Angel Town
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- On the Moon
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- Le leggi del desiderio
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- The Very Best Romantic Dinner Jazz
- Spotlight Red Mix: Contemporary Crooners
- Magic Decades
- Jazz to Be With You
- Kuschelrock 22
- Jazzy Vibes
- Essential Acoustic Love
- Chilli Zet: Nastaw Sie Na Chillout, Volume 2
- 100 tubes 2009, Volume 2
- Pinacolada, Volume 6 - The Very Best of Radio Pin
- His Masters Voice 2003, Volume 1