Blues in the Night

My mama done told me
When I was in pig tails
My mama done told me
Hon', a man's gonna sweet talk
And give you the big eye
But when the sweet talkin's done
A man is a two face, a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you singin'
The blues in the night

Now the rain is fallin'
Hear the train a callin', whoo-ee
(My mama done told me)
Hear that lonesome whistle

Blowin' cross the trestle, whoo-ee
(My mama done told me)
A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee, clickety clacks
Echoin' back the blues in the night

The evening breeze will start the trees to cryin'
And the moonlight hides his light
When you get the blues in the night

Take my word, the mockin' bird will
Sing the saddest kinda 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
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 you to sing the blues in the night

Whoo-ee, whoo-ee
My mama was right, there's blues in the night