Cat. #1121 (MFH #779) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on April 9, 1970
VERSE 1
When Louie came home from th flat
He hung up his coat an' his hat
He looked all around, no one could he find
O, where can she be at
A note on th table he spied
He read it just once an' he cried
It read, Louie dear, it's to lonesome here
So, I took a ride
CHORUS:
Meet me in Saint Lou, O Lou
Meet me at th fair
For th lights here are shinin'
Any place but there
We will dance th tootsie-wootsie
I'll be your wootsie-tootsie
If you meet me in Saint Lou, O Lou
Meet me at th fair
VERSE 2
He dresses that hung on th wall
Was all gone, she had taken them all
She took all her rings an' th best of her things
An' th picture that hung on th wall
What money is this, th jaintor said
For rent is paid ahead
What good is th flat, poor Louie said
An' then th jaintor read