My mamma done told me
When I was in pigtails
My mamma done told me, "hon
A man is a two-face
He`ll give you the big eye
And when the sweet talking`s done
A man is a two-face
A worrisome thing who`ll leave you to sing
The blues in the night."
Now the rains a-fallin`
Hear the trains a-callin`, "whooee!"
Hear the lonesome whistle
Blowin` across the trestle, "whooee!"
A-whooee-ah-whooee, clickety-clack
Comes echoing back
The blues in the night
From natchez to mobile
From memphis to st. 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 man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who`ll leave you to sing
The blues in the night
My mamma done told me
When I was in pig tails
My mamma done told me, "hon
A man is a two-face
He`ll give you the big eye
And when the sweet talking`s done
A man is a two-face
A worrisome thing
Who`ll leave you to sing
The blues in the night