Blues In The Night

Blues In The Night - Erroll Garner/Bob Brookmeyer

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

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

And

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

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 woman's a two-face, a

Worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing

The blues in the night