St. Louis /seɪnt ˈluːɪs/ (French: Saint-Louis or St-Louis, [sɛ̃ lwi] ( listen)) is an independent city on the eastern border of Missouri, United States, and is the second-largest city in the state. With a population of 318,069 in July 2011, it was the 58th-largest U.S. city at the 2010 U.S. Census. The Metropolitan Statistical Area (MSA) population of 2,812,896 is the 18th-largest in the country. The Greater St. Louis combined statistical area's (CSA) population of 2,878,255 is the 16th-largest CSA in the country, the fourth-largest in the Midwest. The Greater St. Louis area is the largest metropolitan area in Missouri.
The city of St. Louis was founded in 1764 by Pierre Laclède and Auguste Chouteau, and after the Louisiana Purchase, it became a major port on the Mississippi River. Its population expanded after the American Civil War, and it became the fourth-largest city in the United States in the late 19th century. It seceded from St. Louis County in March 1877, allowing it to become an independent city and limiting its political boundaries. In 1904, it hosted the 1904 World's Fair and the 1904 Olympic Games. The city's population peaked in 1950, then began a long decline that reversed only at the beginning of the 21st century.
Missouri (i/mɨˈzʊəri/) (nickname The Show Me State) is a U.S. state located in the Midwestern United States, bordered by Iowa, Illinois, Kentucky, Tennessee, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Kansas and Nebraska. Missouri is the 21st most extensive and the 18th most populous of the 50 United States. Missouri comprises 114 counties and the independent city of St. Louis. The four largest urban areas are St. Louis, Kansas City, Springfield, and Columbia. Missouri's capital is Jefferson City. The land that is now Missouri was acquired from France as part of the Louisiana Purchase and became known as the Missouri Territory. Part of the Territory was admitted into the union as the 24th state on August 10, 1821.
Missouri generally mirrors the demographic, economic and political makeup of America and has long been considered a political bellwether state. With the exceptions of the Presidential elections of 1956 and 2008, Missouri's results have accurately predicted the next President of the United States in every election since 1904. It has both Midwestern and Southern cultural influences, reflecting its history as a border state. It is also a transition between the Eastern and Western United States, as St. Louis is often called the "western-most Eastern city" and Kansas City the "eastern-most Western city". Missouri's geography is highly varied. The northern part of the state lies in dissected till plains while the southern part lies in the Ozark Mountains (a dissected plateau), with the Missouri River dividing the two. The state lies at the intersection of the three greatest rivers of North America, with the confluence of the Mississippi and Missouri Rivers near St. Louis, and the confluence of the Ohio River with the Mississippi north of the Bootheel. The starting points of the Pony Express Trail and Oregon Trail were both in Missouri. The mean center of United States population as of the 2010 Census is at the town of Plato in Texas County, Missouri.
Brown Ferguson (born 4 June 1981 in Falkirk) is a Scottish football midfielder currently playing for Stenhousemuir.
In the summer of 2002, Ferguson moved to Alloa Athletic, where he made a great start to his Alloa career only to break his leg and face a long time on the sidelines. The club stuck by Ferguson during his injury and he repaid them once fully fit with some commanding displays from centre midfield endearing himself to the fans.
At the end of the 2004–05 season, Brown moved up to the Scottish Football League First Division to Hamilton Academical where he spent one season before moving to Partick Thistle for the 2006-2007 season.
Ferguson joined Alloa Athletic in June 2007 and moved to Stenhousemuir in 2011.
He is married with one child.[citation needed]
The Flames was a musical group from Durban in South Africa. The band was originally formed in 1963 by guitarist Steve Fataar, bassist Brother Fataar (real name Edries Fataar), drummer George Faber and guitarist Eugene Champion. However this line-up would only be together to record a couple of songs. Ricky Fataar replaced George Faber as the band's drummer around 1964 and Edries Fredericks replaced Eugene Champion as the guitarist. Baby Duval briefly replaced Edries Fredericks in 1967 although it is unclear whether he was involved in any of the recordings that were released. Blondie Chaplin then replaced Baby Duval in 1967. This was to be the line-up from 1967 until their demise as a group in 1970.
Steve Fataar has confirmed that Baby Duval is featured as a performer on the Flames second album "That's Enough", which was released in early 1967.
St. Louis song
Something is wrong
I kill that man
From your own shoulders down
And here comes an empty
People look at each other like me
CHORUS:
I don't wanna be
I don't want to be he-here (x2)
'Cause there's nothing
Here to be-e-e-e-e
St. Louis song
Where has the good thing gone
Dreaming himself to hell
Stuck in his good cell
He's still trying to suffer
Left handed sto-o-o-p
REPEAT CHORUS
Oohoooh (x4)
I'm not trying to suffer
Left handed sto-o-o-p
REPEAT CHORUS (x2)
Held it up,
You pushed it down.
Looked so wicked,
Wearing your crown,
Of cotton thorns.
I guess you fake the pain, the pain.
But since I can't really afford,
To give you what you want, what you want.
Here I am,
Come and get me.
Bundled up,
Just like my grandma sent me.
Why'd you give it up,
It's like you never tried, you tried.
But if you try for something more,
You'll be giving up again, up again.
Picked up a rock,
Wishing it was skin.
Never did know,
Where to begin.
To be more of me,
I need to see less of you, of you.
But since that same old feeling has gone,
This won't be near as hard, near as hard.
But since that same old feeling has gone,
ST. LOUIS
WRITERS HARRY VANDA, GEORGE YOUNG
Louie, Louie, Louie, Louie ... Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears, I'll tell you a tale of 15 years, I'm an ole man and so far gone, I want to see the city where I was born, I've got a feelin' that I can't stand, I want to go back to my home land, ain't got the money, I ain't got the cents, I can't get on that train, oh 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 people, gotta get movin', can't stop now, I've gotta keep movin', show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way. Step up to me, you city kids, I'll shine your shoes for 15 cents, I'll fix your tie, you'll learn to stretch, if you don't mind I'll take cash, soon, I'll get the money and I'll feel fine, I pack my bags and drink my wine, I only know, I got to go home, good Lord told 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 people, gotta get movin', can't stop now, I've gotta keep movin', show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way. Which train goes to St. Louis, you know my heart is there, I know my time's goin' fast, got to try to raise the fare. Come on people, gotta get movin', can't stop now, I've gotta keep movin'. Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way. Louie, Louie, Louie, Louie ... Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way, show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way, (I wanna go home), 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), show mne the way to St. Louis ... etc.
I heard you're having trouble in St. Louis
From the look of it, it seems you kind of blew it
Well how could I grow tired of being useless
When the more I work, the more I seem to lose it
This could be the life inside of you
This could be the life
Please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
And then I thought
Are you growing tired of my excuses
They're the only thing I have to get me through this
Well it's like you said five years ago
The more you live, the more you should know
That's how it's supposed to go
This could be the life inside of you
This could be the life
Please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
Than I thought
So are you having trouble in St. Louis
From the look of it I'd say you really blew it
Blew it
So please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
I said lease God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
Than I thought
I heard you're having trouble in St. Louis
From the look of it, it seems you kind of blew it
Well how could I grow tired of being useless
When the more I work, the more I seem to lose it
This could be the life inside of you
This could be the life
Please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
And then I thought
Are you growing tired of my excuses
They're the only thing I have to get me through this
Well it's like you said five years ago
The more you live, the more you should know
That's how it's supposed to go
This could be the life inside of you
This could be the life
Please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
Than I thought
So are you having trouble in St. Louis
From the look of it I'd say you really blew it
Blew it
So please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
I said lease God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought
I met St. Louis on a plane
He was sitting there quiet
I was doing much the same
'Till he touched my arm just once
And I started to cry
He said did you know the arch moves
I said no take me there, I need to be moved
It's been a long long while since my face touched the sky
CHORUS:
The same glasses that fill me
Eventually fall
And I take the pieces
And I plant them all
And I call it my garden
I call it my daughter
I call it life
And my life's pretty good
I met St. Louis on a plane
He ordered me a whiskey
And I told him 'bout the shame I felt
Every last time I broke a heart
I said did you know I got a man of many moons
He said no but I get it, and I'd take me with you
Every time the clock strikes twelve
And you're feeling along
The same glasses that fill me
Eventually fall
And I take the pieces
And I plant them all
And I call it my garden
I call it my daughter
I call it my savior
I call it my prayer
I call it what matters
I call it my grace
I call it life
Held it up,
You pushed it down.
Looked so wicked,
Wearing your crown,
Of cotton thorns.
I guess you fake the pain, the pain.
But since I can't really afford,
To give you what you want, what you want.
Here I am,
Come and get me.
Bundled up,
Just like my grandma sent me.
Why'd you give it up,
It's like you never tried, you tried.
But if you try for something more,
You'll be giving up again, up again.
Picked up a rock,
Wishing it was skin.
Never did know,
Where to begin.
To be more of me,
I need to see less of you, of you.
But since that same old feeling has gone,
This won't be near as hard, near as hard.
But since that same old feeling has gone,
I just follow, yellow lines
I only go, go where they lead
I'm off to work, sky meets the earth
Against a wall of sunsets
The streetlights pass, reflect in glass
I turn my face against the wind
One more week and I'll be back
One more time you'll let me in
If i say that I'm leaving this place
When it gets under my skin
I hope you know I'll be around soon
I'll be back again
Darling every day I think of you
While I'm staring at the road
Darling everything reminds me of you
As I roll along
If i say that I'm leaving this place
When it gets under my skin
I hope you know I'll be around soon
I'll be back again
I'll be back again
Whoa, yeah
Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears
I'll tell you a tale of fifteen years
I'm an old man that's so forlorn
I wanna see the city where I was born
I got a feeling that I can't stand
I wanna go home to my homeland
Ain't got no money, I ain't got a cent
I can't get on that train to 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, people, gotta get moving
Come on, people, gotta get grooving
Show me the way to St.Louis
Show me the way
Step up to me, you city gents
And 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 the cash
Soon I'll get the money and I'll feel fine
To pack my bags and drink my wine
I only know I got to go home
The good Lord told 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, people, gotta get moving
Come on, people, 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
I know my time's coming fast
I got to try to raise the fare
Come on, people, gotta get moving
Come on, people, 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
Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis
Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis...
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