Blues In The Night

Blues In The Night - Doris Day

Written by：Johnny Mercer/Harold Arlen

My mama done tol' me

When I was in pigtails

My mama done tol' me

A man's gonna sweet talk and give you the big eyes

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

Now the train is calling

Can you hear the calling whoo ee

My mama done tol' me

Hear that lonesome whistle blowing 'cross the trestle whoo ee

My mama done tol' me

A whoo ee ah whoo ee ol' clickety clack's

Aechoin' back the blues in the night

The evening breeze'll start the trees to cryin'

And the moon'll hide it's 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

Whoo ee

Whoo ee

From Natchez to mobile

From Memphis to St. Joe

Wherever the four winds blow

I been in some big towns

And heard me some big talk

But there is one thing I know

A man's a two face a worrisome thing

Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night

Whoo ee

Whoo ee

My mama was right

There's blues in the night

The blues in the night