1
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 me here,
so I think I will go for a ride.
" 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 me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair . "
2
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:
" 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 me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair . "
3
Lew Woods was the name of a horse,
that ran at the New Orleans course,
I played him one day for a dollar each way,
and I charged it to profit and loss;
He started to run in the wet,
the son of a gun's running yet,
That crazy old skate, he made straight for the gate,
and I hollered, " Hey Lew! don't forget. "
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
Take my tip and don't stop running
until you are there;
You're a wonder that's no liesky ,
if you don't fall down and diesky ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .
4
There came to the gay tenderloin,
a Jay who had money to burn,
The poor simple soul, showed a girlie his roll,
and she said, " for some wine dear, I yearn. "
A bottle and bird right away,
she touched him then said, " I can't stay. "
He sighed, " Tell me, sweet, where can you and I meet? "
and the orchestra started to play.
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but there ;
I'll be waiting there, my honey ,
to divorce you from your money ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .
5
The clerks in the bank said, " It's queer,
did anyone see the cashier?
It's way after time, and we haven't a dime,
we can't open the safe 'till he's here. "
The President shook his gray head,
" Send out for an expert, " he said,
The door's opened wide, not a cent was inside,
just a card, that was all, and it read:
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
All the boys and all the girls
are going to be there ;
If they ask about the cashier ,
you can say he cuts a dash here ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .
6
In church sat a man near the door,
asleep, he was starting to snore,
The Minister rose, and he said, " We will close
singing, Meet on the Beautiful Shore. "
The man in the back then awoke,
he caught the last words that he spoke;
He said, " Parson White, you can meet me alright,
but The Beautiful Shore is a joke. "
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but there ;
I'll be waiting at the station ,
for the whole darned congregation ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .
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 me here,
so I think I will go for a ride.
" 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 me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair . "
2
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:
" 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 me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair . "
3
Lew Woods was the name of a horse,
that ran at the New Orleans course,
I played him one day for a dollar each way,
and I charged it to profit and loss;
He started to run in the wet,
the son of a gun's running yet,
That crazy old skate, he made straight for the gate,
and I hollered, " Hey Lew! don't forget. "
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
Take my tip and don't stop running
until you are there;
You're a wonder that's no liesky ,
if you don't fall down and diesky ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .
4
There came to the gay tenderloin,
a Jay who had money to burn,
The poor simple soul, showed a girlie his roll,
and she said, " for some wine dear, I yearn. "
A bottle and bird right away,
she touched him then said, " I can't stay. "
He sighed, " Tell me, sweet, where can you and I meet? "
and the orchestra started to play.
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but there ;
I'll be waiting there, my honey ,
to divorce you from your money ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .
5
The clerks in the bank said, " It's queer,
did anyone see the cashier?
It's way after time, and we haven't a dime,
we can't open the safe 'till he's here. "
The President shook his gray head,
" Send out for an expert, " he said,
The door's opened wide, not a cent was inside,
just a card, that was all, and it read:
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
All the boys and all the girls
are going to be there ;
If they ask about the cashier ,
you can say he cuts a dash here ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .
6
In church sat a man near the door,
asleep, he was starting to snore,
The Minister rose, and he said, " We will close
singing, Meet on the Beautiful Shore. "
The man in the back then awoke,
he caught the last words that he spoke;
He said, " Parson White, you can meet me alright,
but The Beautiful Shore is a joke. "
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair ,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but there ;
I'll be waiting at the station ,
for the whole darned congregation ,
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis ,
meet me at the fair .