My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants
My mama done tol' me, son a woman'll sweet talk
And
Give ya the big eye
But when the sweet talkin's done
A woman's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll
Leave ya to sing the blues in the night

Now the rain's a-fallin'
Hear the train's a-callin
Whoee!
(my mama done tol' me)
Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, whooee!
(my Mama done tol' 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 it's light when you get the blues in
The night take my word
The mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song
He knows things are 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 woman's a two-face
A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
My mama was right, there's blues in