Frank Sinatra

Frank Sinatra - Blues in the night lyrics

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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, "Whooee!" 
   ((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 its 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 the night.
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Copyrights:

Author: Harold Arlen & Johnny Mercer, Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer

Composer: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer

Publisher: Capitol Records

Details:

Released in: 2012

Language: English

Appearing on: Sings for Only the Lonely (1958)

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