Blues In The Night

September 2005

My mama done tol me, when I was in pig tails
My mama done tol me, hone
A man is a two-face, he’ll give you the big eye
And when the sweet talkings done
A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who’ll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night

Now the rains a-fallin, hear the trains a-callin,
“whooee!”
Hear that lonesome whistle blowin cross
the trestle, “whooee!”
a-whooee-ah-whooee, clickety-clack
a-echoin back
Blues in the night

From Natchez to mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the
four winds blow
I 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 ya to sing
The blues in the night

Instrumental

My mama done tol me, when I was in pig tails
My mama done tol me, hone
A man is a two-face, he’ll give you the big eye
And when the sweet talkings done
A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who’ll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night

My mama done tol me