After a While - Joe Turner

My mama done tol' me

When I was in knee pants

My mama done tol' me

Son! A woman’ll sweet talk

And give ya the big eye

But when the sweet talkin’s done

A woman’s a two face

A worrisome thing

Who’ll leave ya t’sing

The blues in the night

Now the rain’s a fallin'

Hear the train a collin'

Whoo-ee (my mama done tol' me)

Hear dat lonesome whistle

Blowin' cross the trestle

Whoo-ee (my mama done tol' me)

A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee, ol' clickety clack’s

A echoin' back th' blues in the night

The evenin' breeze’ll start the trees to cryin'

And the moon’ll hide its light

When you get the blues in the night

Take my word, the mockin' bird’ll

Sing the saddest kind o' song

He knows things are wrong and he’s right

From Natchez to Mobile

From Memphis to St. Joe

Wherever the four winds blow

I been in some big towns

An' heard me some big talk

But there is one thing I know

A woman’s a two face

A worrisome thing

Who’ll leave ya t’sing the blues in the night

My mama was right, there’s blues in the night