Anne Shelton — Blues in the Night

My mama done tol' me When I was in pigtails My mama done tol' me, "Hon A man's gonna sweet talk And give you the big eye But when the sweet-talkin's done A man is a two-face A worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing The blues in the night." Now, the rains are falling Hear the train a-calling Hoo-wee My mama done tol' me "Hear that lonesome whistle Blowing cross the trestle." Hoo-wee My mama done tol' me A hoo-wee da hoo-wee Oh clickety clacks A-echoin' back The blues in the night The evening breeze 'll start the trees To crying And the moon'll hide its light When you get the blues in the night Take my word The mockingbird 'll sing the saddest kind of 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 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 in the night My mama was right The blues in the night