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 to sing
The blues in the night

Now the rain's a-fallin'
Hear the train's a-callin, whooee

My mama done tol' me
Hear dat lonesome whistle
Blowin' 'cross the trestle, whooee

My mama done tol' me

A-whooee-ah-whooee
Ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back
The blues in the night

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

And take my word
That mockingbird'll sing
The saddest kind o' song
He knows things are wrong
And he's so right

From Natchez to Mobile
From Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds they might blow

I been in some big towns
And 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 to sing
The blues in the night

My mama was right
There's blues in the night.
