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My mama done tol' me

When I was in pigtails,

My mama done tol' me,

"Honey, a man's gonna sweet-talk

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 ya to sing

The blues in the night"



From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St.Joe

Wherever the four winds bolw

I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk

But there is one thing I know



A man is 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

Hear dat lonesome whistie

Blowin' 'cross the trestle, whooee!



A-whooee

OI' clickety-clack's a-echoin'

Back th' blues in the night



The evenin' breezei'll start the trees to cryin'

And the moon'll hide it's light

When you get the blues in the night



come on, come on, come on, take my word

The my word, the mocingbird'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 bolw

I been in some big towns, Heard me some big talk

But there is one thing I know



Man is two-face

A worrisome thing who'll leave to sing

Blues in the night

Oh, Man is two-face

A worrisome thin' who'll leave to sing

The blues in the night