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My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants,
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My mama done tol' me, 'Son, a woman'll sweet talk
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And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin's done
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A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.'
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Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin, 'Whooee!' (My mama done tol' me)
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Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, 'Whooee!' (My mama done tol' me)
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'A-whooee-ah-whooee ' ol' clickety clack's a echoin' back th' blues in the night.
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The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
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And the moon'll hide its light when you get the blues in the night
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Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind of song,
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He knows things are wrong, and he's right.
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From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blow,
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I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I know:
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A woman's a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.
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My mama was right, there's blues in the night
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A woman's a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.
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My mama was right, there's blues in the night