My mama done told me when I was in pig tails My mama done told 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 singin' The blues in the night
Now you know that rain is fallin' Hear that train callin' whoo-ee My mama done told me Hear that lonesome whistle
Calling cross the trestle, whoo-ee My mama done told me A whoo-ee duh whoo-ee, clickety clacks Echoin' back the blues in the night
The evening breeze will start the trees to cryin' And the moonlight hides his light When you get the blues in the night
Take my word, the mockin' bird will the saddest kinda 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 to the big towns an' I heard me some big talk to Mmm but when the big talkin's done A man is a two face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night