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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

my mamma done told me