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My mamaBb done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants
My mama done tol' me, " Son a woman'llBb7 sweet Eb7talk"
And give ya the big eye, but when the sweC7et talkin's dF7one F7 Bb
A woF7man's a two-face
C7 A worrisome thing who'll leaF7ve ya to sing the blues in tBbhe night
Bb7Now the rain's a-fallin', hear F7the train'Bbm7s a-callEb7in
"WhoBboee!" (My mama done tol' me)
Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the F7trestle
"WhoBboee!" (My mama done tol' me)
A-whooF7ee-ah-whooee ol' clickety clC7ack's a echoin' F7
Back th' blBbues in the night
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
F7And the moonDb7'll hide its light C7
When you getG5 the blues C7 in the night F7 F7
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing F7
The sDb7addest kind o' song,
He knows things are wrong, and he'C7s right F7 F7 Bb7 C7 F7
From NatcBbhez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow Bb7
I beEb7en in some big towns an' heard me some big talk
But therC7e is one F7thing I know Bb
A woF7man's a two face, a worrisome C7thing who'll leave ya F7
To sing the blBbues in the night Bb7 C7
F7My mC7ama was right, there's blues inF4 the night Bb
A mF7an is a two face, a worrisomeC7 thing who'll leave ya F7
To sing the bBblues in the night Bb7 C7
F7My mC7ama was right, there's blues inF4 the night Bb
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