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BOB DYLAN

Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again

  folk  singer-songwriter  classic rock  rock  folk rock
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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again

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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again




Oh, the ragman draws circlesUp and down the blockI'd ask him what the matter wasBut I know that he don't talkAnd the ladies treat me kindlyAnd furnish me with tapeBut deep inside my heart( )I know I can't escapeOh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.Well Shakespeare he's in the alleyWith his pointed shoes and his bellsSpeaking to some French girlWho says she knows me wellAnd I would send a messageTo find out if she's talkedBut the post office has been stolenAnd the mailbox is lockedOh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.Mona tried to tell meTo stay away from the train lineShe said that all the railroad menJust drink up your blood like wineAnd I said "Oh I didn't know thatBut then again there's only one I've metAnd he just smoked my eyelidsAnd punched my cigarette"Oh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.Grandpa died last weekAnd now he's buried in the rocksBut everybody still talks aboutHow badly they were shockedBut me, I expected it to happenI knew he'd lost controlWhen he built a fire on Main StreetAnd shot it full of holesOh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.Now the senator came down hereShowing ev'ryone his gunHanding out free ticketsTo the wedding of his sonAnd me, I nearly get burstedAnd wouldn't it be my luckTo get caught without a ticketAnd be discovered beneath a truckOh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.Now the preacher looked so baffledWhen I asked him why he dressedWith twenty pounds of headlinesStapled to his chestBut he cursed me when I proved it to himThen I whispered, "Not even you can hideYou see, you're just like meI hope you're satisfied"Oh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.Now the rainman gave me two curesThen he said, "Jump right in"The one was Texas medicineThe other was just railroad ginAnd like a fool I mixed themAnd it strangled up my mindAnd now, people just get uglierAnd I have no sense of timeOh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.When Ruthie says come see herIn her honky-tonk lagoonWhere I can watch her waltz for free'Neath her Panamanian moonAnd I say, "Aw come on nowYou know you know about my debutante"And she says, "Your debutante just knows what you needBut I know what you want"Oh, Mama, can this really be the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.Now the bricks lay on Grand StreetWhere the neon madmen climbThey all fall there so perfectlyIt all seems so well timedAnd here I sit so patientlyWaiting to find out what priceYou have to pay to get out ofGoing through all these things twiceOh, Mama, is this really the endTo be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again.




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