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