Blues In The Night-Dinah Shore

Blues In The Night - Dinah Shore My momma done told me When I was in pigtails My momma done told me hon A man's gonna sweet-talk And give you the glad eye But when that sweet-talkin's done A man is a two-faced a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night Now the rain's falling Hear the trains a-callin' hooey My momma done told me Hear that lonesome whistle Blowing across the trestle hooey My momma done tole me a-hooey a-hooey Old clickety clack is echoing back the blues in the night The evenin' breeze will start the trees to praying And the moon will dim it's light When you hear the blues in the night Mark my world the mockingbird Will sing the saddest kind of song He knows things are wrong And he's right La ha ha ha-a La ha ha-a From Natchez to Mobile From Memphis to St Joe Wherever the four winds blow I've been to some big towns I've heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A man is a two-faced a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night La ha ha-a La ha ha-a My momma done told me there's blues in the night