Blues In the Night

My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants

My mama done tol' 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."

Now the rain's a-fallin'

Hear the train's a-callin

"Whooee!"

(my mama done tol' me) hear dat lonesome whistle

Blowin' 'cross the trestle

"Whooee!"

(my mama done tol' me) a-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back th' blues in the night

The evenin' breeze

'll start the trees

To cryin' and the moon'll hide it's light

When you get the blues in the night

Take my word

The mockingbird

'll sing the saddest kind o' song

He knows things are wrong

And he's right

From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe

Wherever the four winds blow

I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk

But there is one thing I know

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

Who'll leave ya to sing

The blues in the night

My mama was right