Blues In The Night

Blues In The Night - Jo Stafford/Johnny Mercer

My mama done tol' me when I was in knee-pants

My mama done tol' me son a woman'll sweet talk

And she'll give ya the big eye

But when the sweet talkin's done

A woman's a two-face a worrisome thing who'll

Leave ya to sing the blues in the night

Now the rain's a-fallin' hear the train's a-callin'

Whooee

My mama done tol' me

Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle whooee

My mama done tol' me

A-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back th' 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 o' 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 been in some big towns an' I heard me some big talk

But there is one thing I know

A woman's a two-face

A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night

So let me give ya fair warnin'

You may feel fine in the mornin'

But look out for those blues in the night