Tom: B
Introdução:
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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
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Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin, "Whooee!" (My mama done tol' me)
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Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, "Whooee!" (My mama done tol' me)
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The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
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And the moon'll hide its light when you get the blues in the night
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Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song,
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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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I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I know
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A woman's a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
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My mama was right, there's blues in the night
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A man is a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
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My mama was right, there's blues in the night
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