Blues In The Night - Mary Margaret Ohara

作词：Johnny Mercer

作曲：Harold Arlen

My mamma done told me

When I was in pigtails

My mamma done told me hon

A man's gonna sweet talk and give ya the glad eye

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

Now the rains a-fallin'

Now the trains a-callin' whooee

My mamma done told me

Hear the lonesome whistle

Blowin' across the trestle whooee

My mamma done told me

A-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back th' blues in the night

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 o' song

He knows some things wrong

And he's right

From natchez to mobile from memphis to St Joe

Wherever the four winds blow

I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk

But there is one thing I know

A man's a two-face

A worrisome thing who'll give you to sing the blues in the night

Blues in the night

My mama was right there's blues in my mother night

My blues in my mama

Some thing

Who'll some thing give you to sing

The blues in the night