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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 th
