Blues In The Night

My mama done tol' me, when I was a little

My mama done told me, "Son a woman will sweet talk

And give you the big eye but when that sweet talk is done

A woman's a two faced, a woman's something

That would leave you singing the blues in the night"

Now the rain is falling, heaven can hear you calling

Doo wee, heaven blows the lonesome whistle

Blowing across the thresh hold, doo wee, doo wee ta too tee

A crickety crack go wickety wack the blues in the night

Evening breeze will start

Trees that crying in the

All in the world wood haunted slide

When you get the blues in the night

So take my word or the mocking bird

Will sing a sadder kind of song

Maybe he knows things

He knows things can go wrong

A match is a maybe love is the same job

Whenever the four winds blow, I've been to some big town

Had me some big town but there is one thing I know

A woman's a two faced a woman's something

That would leave you singing the blues in the night, blues in the night