Blues in the Night

My momma done told me
 When I was in pigtails
 My momma done told me, hon
 A man's gonna sweet-talk
 And give you the glad eye
 But when that sweet-talkin's done
 A man is a two-faced, a worrisome thing
 Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night
 Now the rain's a fallin'
 Hear the trains a-callin' hooey
 My momma done told me
 Hear that lonesome whistle
 Blowing across the trestle, hooey
 My momma done tole me, a-hooey, a-hooey
 Old clickety clack is echoing back the blues in the night
 The evenin' breeze will start the trees to praying
 And the moon will dim its light
 When you hear the blues in the night
 Mark my word the mockingbird
 Will sing the saddest kind of song
 He knows things are wrong
 And he's right
 La ha ha ha-a
 La ha ha-a
 From Natchez to Mobile
 BRFrom Memphis to St. Joe
 BRWherever the four winds blow
 BRI've been to some big towns
 BRI've heard me some big talk
 BRBut there is one thing I know
 BRA man is a two-faced, a worrisome thing
 BRWho'll leave you to sing the blues in the night
 BR
 BRLa ha ha-a
 BRLa ha ha-a
 BRMy momma done told me there's blues in the night
 BR