Frank Sinatra - Blues in The Night lyrics

My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants My mama done tol' me, "Son a woman'll sweet talk" And give you the big eye, but when the sweet talkin's done A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing The blues in the night Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin, "whooee!" My mama done tol' me, hear that lonesome whistle Blowin' 'cross the trestle, "whooee!" (My mama done tol' me a-whooee-ah-whooee Ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' 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 the blues in the night And take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song He knows things are wrong, and he's so right From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe Wherever the four winds they might blow I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night Mmm ooh ooh ooh my mama was right, there's blues in the night