Blues In the Night

My momma done told me When I was in pigtails My momma done told me, hon A man's gonna sweet-talk And give you the glad eye But when that sweet-talkin's done A man is a two-faced, a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night Now the rain's a fallin' Hear the trains a-callin' hooey My momma done told me Hear that lonesome whistle Blowing across the trestle, hooey My momma done tole me, a-hooey, a-hooey Old clickety clack is echoing back the blues in the night The evenin' breeze will start the trees to praying And the moon will dim its light When you hear the blues in the night Mark my word the mockingbird Will sing the saddest kind of song He knows things are wrong And he's right La ha ha ha-a La ha ha-a From Natchez to Mobile BRFrom Memphis to St. Joe BRWherever the four winds blow BRI've been to some big towns BRI've heard me some big talk BRBut there is one thing I know BRA man is a two-faced, a worrisome thing BRWho'll leave you to sing the blues in the night BR BRLa ha ha-a BRLa ha ha-a BRMy momma done told me there's blues in the night BR