Blues In the Night

A whoo-ee do whoo-ee Oh, clickety clack a-echoing back The Blues of the night Now let me tell you baby My Mama done told me When I was in knee pants My Mama done told me She said: "Son now let me tell you" A woman will sweet talk She'll give you the great big eyes But when the sweet talking's done Alright let me tell about a woman A woman's got two faces And a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the Blues In the night listen Here is why I fravel from From Natchez to Mobile From Memphis to Saint Joe Wherever the four winds blow And let me tell you I been in some big towns I heard me some big talk But there is one thing that I know Alright listen A woman's got two faces And a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the Blues She'll leave you singing The Blues in the night Oh, hear that lonesome whistle Blowing across the tracks And ooh-wee My Mama done told me She said son listen Wherever you hear That lonesome whistle Blowing across the tracks son, ooh I tell you my Mama Done told me listen Oh, clickety clack a-echoing back The Blues alright I got the Blues alright oh A whoo-ee do whoo-ee I wonder can you hear me? Oh, clickety clack a-echoing back They brought the Blues yeah They give me nothing But the Blues in the night Everytime I think about When my baby left me You know what I got the Blues in the night Oh, yeah It leave me crying sometimes But that's alright I got the Blues in the night baby.