Blues in the Night - Joanie Sommers
My mamma done told me
When I was in pigtails
My mamma told me hon
A man's gonna sweet talk
And give ya the big eye
But when the sweet talking'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 a-fallin'
Hear the trains a-callin' whooee
Hear the lonesome whistle
Blowin' across the trestle whooee
A-whooee-ah-whooee clickety-clack
Comes echoing back
The blues in the night
The evening breeze'll start the trees to crying
And the moon'll hide it's 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 been in some big towns and heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A man's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night
My mama was right
The blues in the night
From natchez to mobile from memphis to St Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns and heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A man's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night
My mama was right
There's blues in the night
