Blues in the Night (1961 Version) Lyrics

My mama done tol' me when I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me, "Hon
A man's gonna sweet talk and give ya the big eye
But when the sweet talkin's doneA man is a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night"Now the rain's a-fallin'
Hear the train's a callin', whooee
My mama done tol' me
Hear dat lonesome whistle
Blowin' 'cross the trestle, whooee!My mama done tol' me, a-whooee-ah-whooee
Ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin'
Back th' blues in the night
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide it's light
When you get the blues in the nightTake my word, the mockingbird'll sing
The saddest kind o' song
He knows things are wrong
And he's 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 man's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the nightThe evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide its light
When you get the blues
Blues in the nightTake my word, the mockingbird'll sing
The saddest kind o' song
He knows things are wrong
And he's rightFrom Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow, winds blow
I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I knowA man's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing
The blues in the night
Yes, babe, only, only blues in the night
Songwriters
ARLEN, HAROLD/MERCER, JOHNNYPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.