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Frank Sinatra( Francis Albert Sinatra )
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Blues In the Night
Lyricist:Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer
My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee pants My mama done tol', 'Son a woman'll sweet talk' And give you the big eye But when the sweet talkin's done
A woman's a-two face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave you 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 that lonesome whistle Blowin' 'cross the trestle, 'Whooee!'
My mama done tol' me, a-whooee, the whooee Ol' clickety clack's echoin' back th' blues in the night Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' and the moon'll hide its light When you get the blues in the night And take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song He knows things are wrong and he's so right
From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe Wherever the four winds, they might blow I've been in some big towns and I heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know
A woman's a two face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night Ooh, ooh, my mama was right, there's blues in the night
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