Blues In the Night

My mama done tol' me

When I was in pigtails

My mama done tol' me, huh-ah

A man's gonna sweet-talk, and give you the big eye

But 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 rain is fallin'

Hear the train a-callin' (whoo-ee!)

You know my mama, my mama, my mama done tol' me, yes, she did

Hear that lonesome whistle blowin' down the trestle (whoo-ee!)

She really, she really, she really, she really try to tell me, yes, she did, ye-ah

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 it's light

When you get the blues in the night, uhh, uh-uh

Take my word, the mockingbird will sing the saddest kind of song

He knows things are wrong, and he's right

Do we done? (Do we done?) Do we done? (Do we done?)

From Natchez to mobile

From Memphis to St. Joe!

Wherever the four winds blow, feel them blowin'

I been in some big towns (yeah, I've been there)

And heard me some big talk (I heard all that stuff)

But there is one thing I know

A man's a two-face, a worrisome thing

Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night

Do we done? Do we done?

Your mama was right (mama was right, mama was right)

My mama sure was right!

There's blues in the night

Who will?