My mama done told me
When I was in knee-pants
My mama done told me
"Son, a woman'll sweet talk
And give ya the big eye
But when the sweet talkin's done
A woman's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night"
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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'll hide its light
When you get the blues in the night
♪
And take my word
The mockingbird will sing the saddest kind of song
He knows things are wrong
And he's right
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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