Cifras
Blues In The Night

Tono: B

Introducción:

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My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants,
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My mama done tol' me, "Son, a woman'll sweet talk
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And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin's done
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A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night."
 Bb7                                                   F7       Bbm7           Eb7       Bb 
Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin, "Whooee!" (My mama done tol' me)
 Eb7                                             Em6             F7                                 Bb 
Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, "Whooee!" (My mama done tol' me)
             F7                                   C7                                     F7                               Bb 
"A-whooee-ah-whooee " ol' clickety clack's a echoin' back th' blues in the night.
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The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
 F7             Db7                             C7   G7           G7(b5)     Bbm6  C7                           F7  Abm6  F7 
And the moon'll hide its light         when you get the blues       in the night
 Eb7                                       Ebm6                             F7                 Db7                                   C7 
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind of song,
 G7                                 Bbm6     C7                       F7  Em6  Abm6  F7  Bb7  C7  F7 
He knows things are wrong, and he's right.
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From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blow,
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A woman's a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.
 F7  C7                                           F4/7                     Bb 
My mama was right, there's blues in the night
     F7                                         C7                                                 F7                                         Bb               Bb7  C7 
A woman's a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.
 F7  C7                                           F4/7                       Bb 
My mama was right, there's blues in the night