Blues In The Night

by Ella Fitzgerald

From the album: Ella Fitzgerald Sings the Harold Arlen Song Book

Duration: 7:14

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Lyrics for Blues In The Night

My mama done told me, when I was in pigtails My mama done told me, uuhm A man's gonna sweet talk and give you the big eye But when the sweet talkin'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's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin', "Oo-oo-wee!" My mama done told me, hear that lonesome whistle Blowin' 'cross the trestle, "Oo-oo-wee!" My mama done tols me, a-oo-wee-da-oo-wee Ol' clickety-clack's sending echoin' back the blues in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' And the moon'll hide its 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 Ah-ah ah-ah-ah Ah-ah ah-ah-ah 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 man is a two-face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues, singing in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' And the moon'll hide its light When you get the blues, 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, four winds blow I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night Yes lonely, lonely blues in the night

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