Blues In The Night

Lyrics for Blues In The Night

My mama done told me When I was in knee-pants My mama done told me Son, a woman'll sweet talk And give you the big eye But when that sweet talkin's done A woman's a two-face A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night Now the rain's a-fallin Hear the train a-callin Whoee! (His mama done told him) Hear that lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, whooee! (His mama done told him) A-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's A-echoin' back the 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 of 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've been in some big towns and 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 My mama was right, there's blues in the night