Blues In The Night - Dinah Shore
My momma done told me
When I was in pigtails
My momma done told me hon
A man's gonna sweet-talk
And give you the glad eye
But when that sweet-talkin's done
A man is a two-faced a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to
Sing the blues in the night
Now the rain's a fallin'
Hear the trains a-callin' hooey
My momma done told me
Hear that lonesome whistle
Blowing across the trestle hooey
My momma done tole me a-hooey a-hooey
Old clickety clack is echoing
Back the blues in the night
The evenin' breeze will start the trees to praying
And the moon will dim it's light
When you hear the blues in the night
Tark my word the mockingbird
Will 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 to some big towns
I've heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A man is a two-faced a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to
Sing the blues in the night
My momma done told me
There's blues in the night
