A whoo-ee do whoo-ee
Oh, clickety clack a-echoing back
The Blues of the night
Now let me tell you baby
My Mama done told me
When I was in knee pants
My Mama done told me
She said: "Son now let me tell you"
A woman will sweet talk
She'll give you the great big eyes
But when the sweet talking's done
Alright let me tell about a woman
A woman's got two faces
And a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to sing the Blues
In the night listen
Here is why I fravel from
From Natchez to Mobile
From Memphis to Saint Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
And let me tell you
I been in some big towns
I heard me some big talk
But there is one thing that I know
Alright listen
A woman's got two faces
And a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to sing the Blues
She'll leave you singing
The Blues in the night
Oh, hear that lonesome whistle
Blowing across the tracks
And ooh-wee
My Mama done told me
She said son listen
Wherever you hear
That lonesome whistle
Blowing across the tracks son, ooh
I tell you my Mama
Done told me listen
Oh, clickety clack a-echoing back
The Blues alright
I got the Blues alright oh
A whoo-ee do whoo-ee
I wonder can you hear me?
Oh, clickety clack a-echoing back
They brought the Blues yeah
They give me nothing
But the Blues in the night
Everytime I think about
When my baby left me
You know what I got the Blues in the night
Oh, yeah
It leave me crying sometimes
But that's alright
I got the Blues in the night baby