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My mama done told me
When I was in pigtails
My mama done told me, hon
A man's gonna sweet talk
And give you the big eye
But when that 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 rain's a-fallin'
Hear the train a-callin'
Whooee!
My mama done told me
Hear that lonesome whistle
Blowin' 'cross the trestle
Whooee!
My mama done told me
A-whooee-ah-whooee
Ah-whooee, ah-whooee
Go clickety-clack
And echoin' back
The blues in the night
The evenin' breeze'll start
The trees to blow
And the moon'll hide its light
When you get the blues in the night
Take my word
The mockingbird
Will 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've been in some big towns
And 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
The blues
The blues
In the night