A5  
My mama done tol' me, when I was in kneepants,

                        A5
My mama done tol' me, "Son,

    D5
A woman'll sweet talk, and give ya the big eye,

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But when the sweet talkin's done,

     E5                A5                      E5
A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya t' sing 

      A5    D5           A5
The blues      in the night."


Refrain:

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Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train a-callin',

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"Whoo-ee." (My mama done tol' me,)

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Hear that lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle,

  A5
"Whoo-ee." (My mama done tol' me.)

   E5
A whoo-ee-duh whoo-ee,

     B5                  E5                A5   D5        A5
Ol' clickety clack's a-echoin' back  the blues   in the night.



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The evening breeze'll start the trees to cryin'

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And the moon'll hide it's 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.



From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to Saint Joe,
Wherever the four winds blow;
I've been in some big towns and heard me some big talk,
But there is one thing I know:
A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya t' sing 
The blues in the night.

Refrain:

Coda:
 A5                   A5     B5                E5
 Oooo  -  oooo   -  oooo, oooo  -  oooo   -  oooo,

     B5                    E5         A5
 My mama was right, there's blues in the night.