Lyrics:
My mama done tol' meWhen I was a littleMy mama done tol' me, sonA woman will sweet talkAnd give you the big eyeBut when that sweet talk is doneA woman's a two facedA woman's something that would leave youSinging the blues in the nightNow the rain is fallingHeaven can hear you callingDoo weeHeaven blows the lonesome whistleBlowing across the thresholdDoo weeDoo wee ta too teeA crickety crack go wickety wackThe blues in the nightEvening breeze will startTrees that crying in theAll in the world wood haunted slideWhen youGet the bluesIn the nightSo take my wordOr the mocking birdWill sing a sadder kind of songMaybe he knows thingsHe knows thingsCan go wrongA match is a maybeLove is the same jobWhenever the four winds blowI've been to some big townHad me some big townBut there is one thing I know, one thing I knowA woman's a two facedA woman's something that would leave youSinging the blues in the nightBlues in the night