Blues in the Night Ella Fitzgerald

[Verse 1]
My mama done tol' me when I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me, hon
A man's gonna sweet talk and give you the big eyes
But 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

[Verse 2]
Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train a-callin'
"Whoo-ee!" My mama done tol' me
Hear that lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle
"Whoo-ee!" My mama done tol' me
A-whooee-ah-whooee, ol' clickety-clacks
A-echoin' back the blues in the night

[Chorus]
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide its light
When you get the blues in the night
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind of song
He knows things are wrong, and he's right

[Verse 3]
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