Blues In The Night

My mama done tol' me,

When I was in pig tails,

My mama done tol' me, 'Hon,

A man's gonna sweet talk

And give you the big eye.

But when the sweet talk is done,

A man is a two-face

A worrisome thing

Who'll leave you to sing,

The blues in the night

Now the rain's a fallin',

Hear the train a callin'

Whoo-ee (my mama done tol' me)

Hear that lonesome whistle

Blowin' cross the trestle,

Whoo-ee (my mama done tol' me)

A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee,

Ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back

The blues in the night

The evening breeze will start the trees to cryin'

And the moon will hide it's light

When you get the blues in the night

Take my word, the mockin bird

Will sing the saddest kind of a song

He knows things are wrong

And he's right

From Natchez to Mobile,

From Memphis to St. Joe,

Wherever the four winds blow,

I've been in some big towns,

An' heard me some big talk,

But there is one thing I know:

A man is a two face

A worrisome thing

He'll leave you to sing

The blues in the night

Got a case of the blues in the night

Don't know what to do

Blues every night

It's all because of you

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