Tekster: Harold Arlen. Blues in The Night.

Got the blues
Got the blues in the night

My mama done told me
When I was in knee pants
My mama done told me

"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 ya to sing
The blues in the night

Now the rain's a-fallin'
Hear the train a-callin', whoo-ee

My mama done told me
Hear that lonesome whistle
Blowin' 'cross the trestle, whoo-ee

My mama done told me
A whoo-ee-duh whoo-ee
Ol' clickety clack's a-echoin' 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 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 you to sing
The blues in the night

I can't lose those old blues
My mama was right
There's blues in the night
In the night, in the night