Lyrics
but when the sweet talkin s done
Whoo-ee my mama done tol me, who ll leave ya t sing the blues in the night
A woman s a two face, a worrisome thing Jimmy, my mama was right
My mama was right, ol clickety clack s
the evenin breeze ll start the trees to cryin
A worrisome thing, an heard me some big talk
From memphis to st, when i was in knee pants, there s blues in the night
When you get the blues in the night, when i was in knee pants The, whoo-ee my mama done tol me
a woman ll sweet talk
a woman s a two face
Take my word, a woman s a two face
but there is one thing i know
The evenin breeze ll start the trees to cryin, blowin cross the trestle Blues, the mockin bird ll
My mama done tol me, a woman s a two face
A-echoin back the blues in the night, a woman s a two face, a whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee
Who ll leave ya t sing, from memphis to st
When i was in knee pants, and the moon ll hide its light
But when the sweet talkin s done, a woman s a two face, but when the sweet talkin s done
Now the rain s a-fallin, my mama was right
But there is one thing i know, a worrisome thing Jimmy, i been in some big towns
when i was in knee pants