| Lyrics: | When Louis came home to the flat,
He hung up his coat and his hat,
He gazed all around, but
no wifey he found,
So he said "where can Flossie be at?"
A note on the table he
spied,
He read it just once, then he cried.
It ran, "Louis dear, it's too slow for for me
hear,
So I think I will go for a ride."
CHORUS
"Meet me in St. Louis,
Louis,
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but
there;
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie,
If you will
meet in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair."
Verse two
The dresses
that hung in the hall,
Were gone, she had taken them all;
She took all his rings and the
rest of his things;
The picture he missed from the wall.
"What! moving!" the janitor
said,
"Your rent is paid three months ahead."
"What good is the flat?" said poor Louis,
"Read that."
And the janitor smiled as he read.
CHORUS
"Meet me in St.
Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but
there;
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie,
If you will
meet in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair." |
