Old brick streets stretch through time;

Pumping history through it's veins;

Neighborhoods filled with palettes of people;

Expansion to the wider plains.

 

Old photos of Grand Central Station

Beckon trains no longer there;

You can observe the city movin';

Still a mecca of urban flair.

  

Flavors of yesterdays and tomorrows,

There still found in city streets;

Though pain has touched her avenues

The HEART OF ST. LOUIS still beats and beats

The HEART OF ST. LOUIS still beats.

 

The pulse of the city is in the people;

Some struggle while others count their winnings;

The promise of the future shines through the arch

As dawn brings new beginnings.

 

(Chorus)

 

After all this time, there's still a westward tug;

The pace of the city, a gateway drug.

 

(Chorus)