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My mama done told me when I was in knee-pantsMy mama done told me, she said SonA woman will sweet-talk ya, she'll give you the big eyeBut when that sweet talkin' is doneA woman's a two-face, a worrisome thingWho'll leave ya to sing the blues in the nightNow the rain's a fallin', hear the train a callin', oooo-eeHear the lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, oooo-eeOooo-ee-a-oooo-ee, ol' clickety-clackComes echoing back the blues in the nightThe evening breeze will start the trees to cryin'And the moonlight will hide its lightWhen you get the blues in the nightTake my word, the mockingbirdHe will sing the saddest kind of songHe knows things are wrong and he's rightFrom Natchez to MobileFrom Memphis to St. JoeWherever the four winds seem to blowI've been in some big towns and I've heard me some big talkin'But there is one thing I knowLetras de cancionesA woman's a two-faceShe's a worrisome thingWho'll leave you to sing the blues in the nightGot a case of the blues in the nightDon't know what to doBlues every nightIt's all because of you[Repeat: x 2] From Letras Mania