My mama done told me, when I was in knee-pants
My mama done told me, "Son"
She said, "A woman'll sweet talk and give you the big eye
But when that sweet talking's done
A woman's a two-face
A worrisome thing that leave you to sing the blues in the night"
Now the rain's a-falling, hear the train a-calling
"Whooee"
Hear that lonesome whistle blowing across the trestle
"Whooee!"
A-whooee-ah-whooee, old clickety-clack's
A-echoing back the blues, yeah, in the night, mhm
The evening breeze will start the trees to crying
And the moon will hide its light
When you get the blues in the night
Please, take my word, the mockingbird will sing the saddest kind of song
He knows things are wrong, and he's right
Well, from Natchez to Mobile, oh, from Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
Hey hey, I've been in some big towns, and I've heard me some big talk
But here is one thing I know
A woman's a two-face
She's a worrisome thing that'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
Ooh-woo-woo, ooh-woo-woo
My mama was right
It just ain't nothin' out there but the blues in the night
Well mama, well mama, you told the truth, you did
You see, I know 'cause
Well, I've been in some big towns, heard me some big talk
Woo-hoo, oh, here is one thing I know
I don't mean no harm but it's the truth, yeah, it is
Listen, a woman'll sweet talk, give you the big eye
Well, oh, ha, but when that sweet talk got done
Look here, I got to tell ya
You see, she's a worrisome thing to leave you to sing the blues
Oh-ho, the blues, yeah, in the night
Oh oh oh, one more thing
She can make me tremble, she make me tremble in something like this
Do it, band
