Blues In The Night by Chicago
My mama done told me when I was in knee-pants
My mama done told me, she said
"Son, a woman will sweet-talk ya, she'll give you the big eye
But when that sweet talkin' is done
A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing
Who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night"
Now the rain's a fallin', hear the train a callin', whoo ee
Hear the lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, whoo ee
Whoo ee a whoo ee, ol' clickety-clack
I'm back on the track of blues in the night
The evening breeze will start the trees to cryin'
And the moonlight'll hide its light
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