文本歌词

Blues In The Night - Chico Hamilton/Joe Alexander
My mamma done told me
When I was in pigtails
My mamma done told me hon
A man is got sweet talk
And give you the big eye
But when that sweet talking's done
A man is two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing
The blues in the night
Now the rains a-fallin'
Hear that trains a-callin' whooee
My mamma done told me
Hear the lonesome whistle
Blowin' across the trestle whooee
My mamma done told me
A-whooee-ah-whooee clickety-clack
Keeps echoing back
The blues in the night
The evenin' breeze will start the trees to cryin'
And the moon will hide its light
When you get those blues in the night
Just take my word the mockingbird
Sing the saddest kind of 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 and heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A man is a two-face a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night
I got the veries tears dries got the blue