Got the blues Got the blues in the night My momma done told me When I was in knee pants My momma done told 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 rains are falling Here the train a calling (hoo-ey) My momma done told me Hear that lonesome whistle Blowing cross the trestle (hoo-ey) My momma done told me (a-hoo-ey da-hoo-ey) Ol' clickety clack's A-echoing back the blues In the night From Natchez to Mobile From Memphis to Saint Joe Wherever the four winds blow I been in some big towns And I heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A woman's a two face A worrisome thing who'll leave you To sing the blues In the night I can't lose Those old blues My momma was right There's blues in the night In the night In the night