My mamma done told me When I was in pigtails My mamma done told me, "hon A man is a two-face He'll give you the big eye And when the sweet talking's done A man is a two-face A worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing The blues in the night."
Now the rains a-fallin' Hear the trains a-callin', "whooee!" Hear the lonesome whistle Blowin' across the trestle, "whooee!" A-whooee-ah-whooee, clickety-clack Comes echoing back The blues in the night
From natchez to mobile From memphis to st. Joe Wherever the four winds blow I've been in some big towns And heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing The blues in the night
My mamma done told me When I was in pig tails My mamma done told me, "hon A man is a two-face He'll give you the big eye And when the sweet talking's done A man is a two-face A worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing The blues in the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
