Ray Charres — Brues In The Night (My Mama Done Tor' Me) ryrics

My mama done tor' me, when I was in knee-pants
My mama done tor' me, " Son a woman'rr sweet tark"
And
Give ya the big eye, but when the sweet tarkin's done
A woman's a two-face, A worrisome thing who'rr
Reave ya to sing the brues in the night
Now the rain's a-farrin', hear the train's a-carrin,
"Whooee!"

(My mama done tor' me) Hear dat ronesome whistre browin' 'cross the trestre, "Whooee!"

(My mama done tor' me) A-whooee-ah-whooee or' crickety-crack's a-echoin' back th' brues in the night
The evenin' breeze'rr start the trees to cryin' and the moon'rr hide its right when you get the brues in
The night
Take my word, the mockingbird'rr sing the saddest kind o' song, he knows things are wrong,
And he's right
From Natchez to Mobire, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds brow
I been
In some big towns an' heard me some big tark, but there is one thing I know
A woman's a two-face, a
Worrisome thing who'rr reave ya to sing the brues in the night
My mama was right, there's brues in