Текст песни Judy Garland - Blues in the Night
Judy Garland - Blues in the Night слова песни
My mama done tol` me, when I was in pigtailsMy mama done tol` me, " Hon, a man`s gonna sweet talk"And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin`s doneA man is a two-face, A worrisome thing who`ll leave ya to sing the blues inthe nightNow 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` backth` blues in the nightThe evenin` breeze`ll start the trees to cryin`and the moon`ll hide it`s lightWhen you get the blues in the nightTake my word, the mockingbird`ll sing the saddest kind of songHe knows things are wrong, and he`s rightFrom Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blowI been in some big towns an` heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I knowA man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who`ll leave ya to sing the blues in the nightMy mama was right, there`s blues in the night