Ella Fitzgerald
Blues In The Night

My mama done tol' me
When I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me
A man's gonna sweet-talk and give you the big eyes
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 rain's a-fallin'
Hear the train a-callin, "whoo-ee!"
My mama done tol' me
Hear that lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, "whoo-ee!"
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 man's a two-face, a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to sing the 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 man's a two-face, a worrisome thing
Who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
Yes the lonely, lonely blues in the night


Mirror lyrics:

Yes the lonely, lonely blues in the night
Who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
A man's a two-face, a worrisome thing
But there is one thing I know
An' heard me some big talk
I been in some big towns
Wherever the four winds blow
From Memphis to St. Joe
From Natchez to mobile,

He knows things are wrong, and he's right
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song
When you get the blues in the night
And the moon'll hide it's light
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'

Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night
A man's a two-face, a worrisome thing
But there is one thing I know
An' heard me some big talk
I been in some big towns
Wherever the four winds blow
From Memphis to St. Joe
From Natchez to mobile,

He knows things are wrong, and he's right
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song
When you get the blues in the night
And the moon'll hide it's light
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'

A-echoin' back th' blues in the night
A-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's
My mama done tol' me
Hear that lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, "whoo-ee!"
My mama done tol' me
Hear the train a-callin, "whoo-ee!"
Now the rain's a-fallin'

Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night
A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing
But when the sweet-talking's done
A man's gonna sweet-talk and give you the big eyes
My mama done tol' me
When I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me


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