Got the blues
Got the blues in the night
My momma done told me
When I was in knee pants
My momma done told me, "Son,
A woman'll sweet talk
And give you the big eye
But when the sweet talkin's done
A woman's a two face
A worrisome thing who'll leave you
To sing the blues
In the night"
Now the rains are falling
Here the train a calling
(hoo-ey)
My momma done told me
Hear that lonesome whistle
Blowing cross the trestle
(hoo-ey)
My momma done told me
(a-hoo-ey da-hoo-ey)
Ol' clickety clack's
A-echoing back the blues
In the night
From Natchez to Mobile
From Memphis to Saint Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns
And I heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A woman's a two face
A worrisome thing who'll leave you
To sing the blues
In the night
I can't lose
Those old blues
My momma was right
There's blues in the night
In the night
In the night