My mama done told me, when I was in pigtails
My mama done told me, uuhm
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 rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin', "Oo-oo-wee!"
My mama done told me, hear that lonesome whistle
Blowin' 'cross the trestle, "Oo-oo-wee!"
My mama done tols me, a-oo-wee-da-oo-wee
Ol' clickety-clack's sending echoin' back the blues in the night
The evenin' breezе'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide its light whеn 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
Ah-ah ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah ah-ah-ah
From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns an' heard me some big 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, singing in the night
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide its light
When you get the blues, blues in the night
Take my word, the mockingbird'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, four winds blow
I been in some big towns an' heard me some big 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
Yes lonely, lonely blues in the night