Silent Night Ft Los Hijos Del Sol - Eva Ayllon Lyrics

My mama done tol� me,
When I was in pig tails,
My mama done tol� me,
Hon, A man is gonna sweet talk
give ya the big eye;
But when the sweet talkin�s done,
A man is 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 the lonesome whistle
Blowin� cross the trestle,
Whoo-ee (my mama done tol� me)
A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee, ol� clickety clack�s
An echoin� back th' blues in the night
The evenin� breeze will 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 man is 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