Blues in the Night

My mama done told me when I was in pigtails
 My mama done told me, honey, a man's gonna sweet talk
 He's gonna 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
 From Natchez to Mobile
 From Memphis to St. Joe
 Wherever the four winds blow
 I've been in some big towns
 And I've 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
 Now the rain's a-fallin'
 Hear that train a-callin, ooh
 My mama done told me, "Hear that lonesome whistle"
 Blowin' 'cross the trestle, ooh
 My mama done told me
 A-whooee-ah-whooee
 Ol' clickety-clack's echoin' back the blues in the night
 The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
 And the moon'll hide her light
 When you get the blues in the night
 Take my word, the mockingbird will 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 I've 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
 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
 My Mama was right
 There's gonna be blues
 There is gonna be blues in the night
 Ooh, yeah