My mama done told me
When I was a wee man
My mama done told me
Son
A woman will sweet talk
And give you the big eye
But when the sweet talking's done

A woman's a two face
Word to think
Leave you to sing the blues
In the night

Now the rains are falling
Yes the train is calling
Ooh wee
Yes the lonesome whistle
Blowing across the trestle
Ooh wee

Ooh wee ooh wee
Come clickety clack
Come actory? back
The blues
In the night
From Natchez to Mobile
From Memphis to Saint Joe
Where would thе four winds blow
I been to some big towns
And I heard me somе big talk
But there's one thing I know

A woman's a two face
Word to think
To leave you to sing the blues
In the night

A woman's a two face
Word to think
To leave you to sing the blues
In the night