Blues in the Night

Blues in the Night - Julie London (朱莉·伦敦)

My mama done tole me

When I was In pig tails

My mama done tole me

Hon a man's gonna sweet talk

And give ya the big eye

But when the sweet talk-in's done

A man Is a two face

A worrisome thing

Who'll leave ya sing

The blues In the night

Now the rain's a fallin'

Hear the train a callin'

Whoo-ee

Hear that lonesome whistle

Blowin' cross the trestle

Whoo-ee

A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee ole clicker clack's

A echoin' back the blues In the night

The evenin' breeze 'll start the trees to cryin'

And the moon will hide Its light

When you get the blues In the night

Take my word the mocking billiard

Will sing the saddest kind o' song

He knows things are wrong and he's right

Oh oh

From Natchez to mobile

From Memphis to st Joe

Wherever the four winds blow

I been In some big towns

I heard me some big talk

But there Is one thing I know

A man Is a two face

A worrisome thing

Who'll leave ya sing

The blues In the night

Oh oh

My mama was right my mama was right

There's blues In the night