My mamma done told me   When I was in pigtails   My mamma done told me   "Hon, a man is a two-face   He'll give you the big eye   And when the sweet talking's done   A man is a two-face   A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing   The blues in the night"      Now the rain's fallin'   Hear the trains callin', "Whooee"   Hear the lonesome whistle   Blowin' across the trestle, "Whooee"   A-whooee-ah-whooee, clickety-clack   Comes echoing back   The blues in the night      From Natchez to Mobile   From Memphis to St. Joe   Wherever the four winds blow   I've been in some big towns   And heard me some big talk   But there is one thing I know   A man is a two-face   A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing   The blues in the night      My mamma done told me   When I was in pig tails   My mamma done told me   "Hon, a man is a two-face   He'll give you the big eye   And when the sweet talking's done   A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing   Who'll leave you to sing   The blues in the night"