Blues in the Night

My mamma done told me

When I was in pigtails

My mamma done told me hon

A man is gonna sweet talking

And give ya the big eye

But when the sweet talkin's done

A man is a two face

A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing

The blues in the night

Now the rains a falling

Hear the trains a calling whooee

My mamma done told me

Hear the lonesome whistle

Blowing across the trestle whooee

My mamma done told me

Back th' blues in the night

The evenin' 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

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 worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing

The blues in the night

My mama was right there's blues in the night

She was right I got there's blues in the night