Eva Cassidy - Blues In The Night Lyrics
My mama done tol me,When I was in knee pants,My mama done tol me,Son! A womanll sweet talkAnd give ya the big eye;But when the sweet talkins done,A womans a two faceA worrisome thingWholl leave ya tsingThe blues in the nightNow the rains a fallin,Hear the train a collinWhoo-ee (my mama done tol me)Hear dat lonesome whistleBlowin cross the trestle,Whoo-ee (my mama done tol me)A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee, ol clickety clacksA echoin back th blues in the nightThe evenin breezell start the trees to cryinAnd the moonll hide its lightWhen you get the blues in the nightTake my word, the mockin birdllSing the saddest kind o songHe knows things are wrong and hes rightFrom 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 knowA womans a two face,A worrisome thingWholl leave ya tsing the blues in the nightMy mama was right, theres blues in the night