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My mama doBbne tol' me, when I was in knee-pants,
My mama done tol' me, "Son,Bb7 a woEb7man'll sweet talk
And give ya the big eye, but wC7hen the swF7eet talkinF7's done Bb
A F7woman's a two-face, a woC7rrisome thing who'll leave F7ya to sing the blues inBb the night."
Bb7Now the rain's a-fallin', heaF7r the traiBbm7n's a-callEb7in, "WhBbooee!" (My mama done tol' me)
Eb7Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'crosF7s the trestle, "WhoBboee!" (My mama done tol' me)
"A-whoF7oee-ah-whooee " ol' C7clickety clack's a ecF7hoin' back th' bluBbes in the night.
The evenin' breeEb7ze'll start the trees to cryin'
F7And the mDb7oon'll hide its liC7ght C7 wG7hen you getG5 the blues C7 in the night F7 F7
Eb7Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the sadF7dest kind oDb7f song, C7
G7He knows things are wrong, anC7d he's right. F7 F7 Bb7 C7 F7
From NaBbtchez 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 there is one thing I know: C7 F7 F7 Bb
A woF7man's a two face, a woC7rrisome thing who'll leave ya to siF7ng the blues inBb the night.Bb7 C7
F7My C7mama was right, there's F4blues in the niBbght
A F7woman's a two face, a wC7orrisome thing who'll leaveF7 ya to sing the blues iBbn the nighBb7t. C7
F7My C7mama was right, there's F4blues in the nigBbht
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