My mama done told me when I was in pigtails
My mama done told me so
A man's gonna sweet-talk, give you the big eye
But when the sweet-talking's done
A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing
Who'll leave you singing blues in the night
Now you know the wind is falling
Hear that train calling
My mama done told me
Ooh, that lonesome whistle
Hauling across the trust of me
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee
Clinging and clanging, echoing back
The blues
The evening breeze
Will start
The trees still crying
And the moonlight
Hurts as light
When you get the blues
In the night
Oh, take my hand
The mockingbird will sing
His saddest, saddest kind of song
He knows things are wrong
And it's my life
I'm home from Manchester movie
I'm home from Manchester movie
From Memphis to St. Joe
Well, God, the four winds blow
Yeah, I've been to the big towns
And I heard me some big talk, too
Mmm, but when the big talking's done
A man is a two-face
A worrisome thing

A dog is a two-face
You leave me just saying
I'm the blues in the night
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