Blues In The Night lyrics

Artist  : Rosemary Clooney 
Song : Blues In The Night
 


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 t'sing
The blues in the
night

Now the rain's a fallin',
Hear
the train a collin'
Whoo-ee (my mama done tol'
me)
Hear dat lonesome whistle
Blowin' cross
the trestle,
Whoo-ee (my mama done tol'
me)
A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee, ol' clickety
clack's
A echoin' back th' blues in the
night

The evenin' breeze'll start the
trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide its
light
When you get the blues in the
night

Take my word, the mockin'
bird'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
woman's a two face,
A worrisome
thing
Who'll leave ya t'sing the blues in the
night
My mama was right, there's blues in the
night