My mama done tol' me Awhooee, ahwhooee Clicketyclacks, echoin' back The blues in the night The evening breeze will start the trees to cryin' And the moonlight hides its light When you get the blues
When you're weary feeling small When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all, all I'm on your side Oh, when times get rough And friends just can't be
Heaven, I'm in heaven And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek
My man don't love me, he treats me so mean My man don't love me, he treats me so mean Well he's the, lowest man that I've ever seen He wears high trimmed
Every honey bee fills with jealousy When they see you out with me I don?t blame them, goodness knows My honeysuckle rose Flowers droop and sigh when
They call it stormy Monday but Tuesday's just as bad They call it stormy Monday but Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday is worse and Thursday's also sad
I don?t know why I love you like I do After all the changes you put me through? Stole my money, my cigarettes I haven?t seen the worst of it yet I wanna
I see trees that are green, red roses too I watch them bloom for me and you And I think to myself, what a wonderful world I hear babies cry, I watch
Tall trees in Georgia They grow so high They shade me so And sadly walking Through the thicket I go The sweetest love I ever had, I left aside Because
, my how they fly Those blue days, all of them gone Nothing but blue skies from now on Blue skies smiling on me Nothing but blue skies do I see Blue
( Chorus) I got no time to waste, i got more bills to pay, i got more mouths to feed, now, now, now, i got no time to play, i got no need to stay, and
-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
Translation: Eva Cassidy. Blues In The Night.
Translation: Eva Cassidy. What A Wonderful World (From Live At Blues Alley).
Translation: Eva Cassidy. Blue Valentine's Blues.
Translation: Maria-Eva Avilés. North Carolina Blues.
, 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
