Blues In The Night
My mamma done told me,
when I was in pigtails,
My mamma done told me, Hon,
A man is a two-face
he`ll give you the big eye,
And when the sweet talking`s done.
A man is a two-face,
A worrisome thing who`ll leave you to sing,
The blues in the night
Now the rains a-fallin`
hear the trains a-callin`, whooee!
Hear the lonesome whistle
blowin` across the trestle, whooee
a-whooee-ah-whooee, clickety-clack,
Comes echoing back,
The blues in the night.
From Natchez to Mobile,
from Memphis to St. Joe,
Wherever the four winds blow.
I`ve been in some big towns
and heard me some big talk,
But there is one thing I know.
A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who`ll leave you to sing,
The blues in the night
My mamma done told me,
when I was in pig tails,
My mamma done told me, Hon,
a man is a two-face,
he`ll give you the big eye
And when the sweet talking`s done.
A man is a two-face,
a worrisome thing
who`ll leave you to sing,
The blues in the night.
My mamma done told me