Got the blues Got the blues in the night My momma done told me When I was in knee pants My momma done told me, "Son, A woman'll sweet talk And give you the big eye But when the sweet talkin's done A woman's a two face A worrisome thing who'll leave you To sing the blues In the night" Now the rains are falling Here the train a calling (hoo-ey) My momma done told me Hear that lonesome whistle Blowing cross the trestle (hoo-ey) My momma done told me (a-hoo-ey da-hoo-ey) Ol' clickety clack's A-echoing back the blues In the night From Natchez to Mobile From Memphis to Saint Joe Wherever the four winds blow I been in some big towns And I heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A woman's a two face A worrisome thing who'll leave you To sing the blues In the night I can't lose Those old blues My momma was right There's blues in the night In the night In the night
Got the blues Got the blues in the night My momma done told me When I was in knee pants My momma done told me, "Son, A woman'll sweet talk And give you the big eye But when the sweet talkin's done A woman's a two face A worrisome thing who'll leave you To sing the blues In the night" Now the rains are falling Here the train a calling (hoo-ey) My momma done told me Hear that lonesome whistle Blowing cross the trestle (hoo-ey) My momma done told me (a-hoo-ey da-hoo-ey) Ol' clickety clack's A-echoing back the blues In the night From Natchez to Mobile From Memphis to Saint Joe Wherever the four winds blow I been in some big towns And I heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A woman's a two face A worrisome thing who'll leave you To sing the blues In the night I can't lose Those old blues My momma was right There's blues in the night In the night In the night
