Blues in the Night - Julie London (朱莉·伦敦)
My mama done tole me
When I was In pig tails
My mama done tole me
Hon a man's gonna sweet talk
And give ya the big eye
But when the sweet talk-in's done
A man Is a two face
A worrisome thing
Who'll leave ya sing
The blues In the night
Now the rain's a fallin'
Hear the train a callin'
Whoo-ee
Hear that lonesome whistle
Blowin' cross the trestle
Whoo-ee
A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee ole clicker clack's
A echoin' back the blues In the night
The evenin' breeze 'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon will hide Its light
When you get the blues In the night
Take my word the mocking billiard
Will sing the saddest kind o' song
He knows things are wrong and he's right
Oh oh
From Natchez to mobile
From Memphis to st Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
I been In some big towns
I heard me some big talk
But there Is one thing I know
A man Is a two face
A worrisome thing
Who'll leave ya sing
The blues In the night
Oh oh
My mama was right my mama was right
There's blues In the night
