Blues In the Night

My mama done told me When I was in knee-pants My mama done told me, son A woman will sweet talk And give you the big eye But when the sweet talkin's done A woman's 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, whooee! My mama done told me Hear that lonesome whistle Blowin' 'cross the trestle, whooee! My mama done told me A-whooee-ah-whooee Ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back The blues in the night The evenin' breeze Will start the trees to cryin' And the moon will hide its light When you get the blues in the night And take my word, that mockingbird Will sing the saddest kind of song He knows things are wrong And he's so right From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe Wherever the four winds, they might blow I been in some big towns and I heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A woman's a two-face A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing The blues in the night Mmm, ooh My mama was right, there's blues in the night.