Eva Cassidy "Blues In The Night" |
My mama done tol� me, When I was in pig tails, My mama done tol� me, Hon, A man is gonna sweet talk give ya the big eye; But when the sweet talkin�s done, A man is a two face A worrisome thing Who�ll leave ya t�sing The blues in the night Now the rain�s a fallin�, Hear the train a collin� Whoo-ee (my mama done tol� me) Hear the lonesome whistle Blowin� cross the trestle, Whoo-ee (my mama done tol� me) A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee, ol� clickety clack�s An echoin� back th� blues in the night The evenin� breeze will start the trees to cryin� And the moon�ll hide its light When you get the blues in the night Take my word, the mockin� bird�ll Sing the saddest kind o� song He knows things are wrong and he�s right From 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 know A man is a two face, A worrisome thing Who�ll leave ya t�sing the blues in the night My mama was right, there�s blues in the night Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |