Blues In The Night by Johnny Mercer
My mama done tol' me, when I was a little
My mama done told me, "Son a woman will sweet talk
And give you the big eye but when that sweet talk is done
A woman's a two faced, a woman's something
That would leave you singing the blues in the night"
Now the rain is falling, heaven can hear you calling
Doo wee, heaven blows the lonesome whistle
Blowing across the thresh hold, doo wee, doo wee ta too tee
A crickety crack go wickety wack the blues in the night
Evening breeze will start
Trees that crying in the
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