Blues in the Night — текст песни (Judy Garland)

My mama done tol` me, when I was in pigtails
My mama done tol` me, " Hon, a man`s gonna sweet talk"
And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin`s done
A man is 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`s a-callin, "Whooee!"
(My mama done tol` me) Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin` `cross the trestle,
"Whooee!"
(My mama done tol` me) A-whooee-ah-whooee ol` clickety-clack`s a-echoin` back
th` blues in the night

The evenin` breeze`ll start the trees to cryin`
and the moon`ll hide it`s light
When you get the blues in the night

Take my word, the mockingbird`ll sing the saddest kind of song
He knows things are wrong, and he`s right

From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns an` heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I know
A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who`ll leave ya to sing the blues in the night

My mama was right, there`s blues in the night