Blues In the Night
Lynda Carter Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Lynda Carter's "Blues in the Night" talk about the unpredictability of women and how they can lure a man with their sweet-talking and seduction but later show their true nature. The singer talks about how his mother warned him of the two-faced nature of women and how they can leave a man singing the blues. The metaphor of the blues represents the singer's heartbreak and distress. The rain, train, and whistle sounds in the lyrics add to the melancholic ambiance of the song.


The lyrics also emphasize the universality of the theme of heartbreak and the blues. The singer says that he has been to different places like Natchez, Mobile, Memphis, and St. Joe and has heard big talk, but there is one thing he knows- women can leave a man heartbroken and singing the blues in the night. The mockingbird singing the saddest kind of song is symbolic of how even nature can feel the singer's distress.


Line by Line Meaning

My mama done tol' me
My mother taught me


When I was in knee pants
When I was still a child


Son! A woman'll sweet talk
Son, a woman will flatter you


And give ya the big eye
And give you seductive looks


But when the sweet talkin's done
But when the flattering stops


A woman's a two face
A woman can be deceitful


A worrisome thing
A troublesome person


Who'll leave ya t'sing
Who will leave you to sing


The blues in the night
The sad song of the night


Now the rain's a fallin'
Now the rain is falling


Hear the train a collin'
Hear the train's whistle blowing


Whoo-ee (my mama done tol' me)
Wow (my mother told me)


Hear dat lonesome whistle
Hear that lonely whistle


Blowin' cross the trestle
Blowing across the bridge


Whoo-ee (my mama done tol' me)
Wow (my mother told me)


A whoo-ee-duh-whoo-ee, ol' clickety clack's
A sound that echoes the rhythm of the train


A echoin' back th' blues in the night
Echoing the sad song of the night


The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
The evening breeze will make the trees sway and rustle


And the moon'll hide its light
And the moon will disappear from sight


When you get the blues in the night
When you feel sad at night


Take my word, the mockin' bird'll
Believe me, the mockingbird will


Sing the saddest kind o' song
Sing the saddest type of song


He knows things are wrong and he's right
He knows that things are not right, and he is correct


From Natchez to Mobile
From Natchez to Mobile (in Mississippi)


From Memphis to St. Joe
From Memphis (in Tennessee) to St. Joe (in Missouri)


Wherever the four winds blow
Wherever the wind takes you


I been in some big towns
I've been to some big cities


An' heard me some big talk
And heard some boastful talk


But there is one thing I know
But there is one thing I'm sure of


A woman's a two face
A woman can have two personalities


A worrisome thing
A troublesome person


Who'll leave ya t'sing the blues in the night
Who will leave you singing sad songs at night


My mama was right, there's blues in the night
My mother was correct, there's sadness in the night




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer

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