Blowing across the threshold
Or the mocking bird
Get the blues
A woman's something that would leave you
Heaven can hear you calling
Can go wrong
Whenever the four winds blow
A woman's a two faced
Doo wee
So take my word
But there is one thing I know, one thing I know
Trees that crying in the
In the night
Doo wee ta too tee
Love is the same job
But when that sweet talk is done
Evening breeze will start
The blues in the night
A match is a maybe
A woman's a two faced
Singing the blues in the night
Will sing a sadder kind of song
A woman's something that would leave you
Had me some big town
And give you the big eye
Doo wee
A woman will sweet talk
I've been to some big town
Now the rain is falling
He knows things
My mama done tol' me, son
A crickety crack go wickety wack
Maybe he knows things
Heaven blows the lonesome whistle
Singing the blues in the night
When you
All in the world wood haunted slide
