Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again

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Bob Dylan ( /ˈdɪlən/; born Robert Allen Zimmerman; May 24, 1941) is an American singer-songwriter, musician, author, poet and artist. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for more than five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an in… more »

Oh, the ragman draws circles Up and down the block I’d ask him what the matter was
But I know that he don’t talk
And the ladies treat me kindly And they furnish me with tape
But deep inside my heart I know I can’t escape Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again 
Well, Shakespeare, he’s in the alley With his pointed shoes and his bells Speaking to some French girl
Who says she knows me well
And I would send a message To find out if she’s talked But the post office has been stolen And the mailbox is locked Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again 
Mona tried to tell me
To stay away from the train line
She said that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like wine
An’ I said, “Oh, I didn’t know that
But then again, there’s only one I’ve met
An’ he just smoked my eyelids An’ punched my cigarette”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again  Grandpa died last week
And now he’s buried in the rocks But everybody still talks about how Badly they were shocked But me, I expected it to happen I knew he’d lost control When I speed built a fire on Main Street And shot it full of holes Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again 
Now the senator came down here Showing ev’ryone his gun Handing out free tickets To the wedding of his son
An’ me, I nearly got busted An’ wouldn’t it be my luck
To get caught without a ticket And be discovered beneath a truck Oh, Mama, is this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again 
Now the tea preacher looked so baffled When I asked him why he dressed With twenty pounds of headlines Stapled to his chest But he cursed me when I proved it to him
Then I whispered and said, “Not even you can hide
You see, you’re just like me
I hope you’re satisfied”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again 
Now the rainman gave me two cures Then he said, “Jump right in”
The one was Texas medicine
The other was just railroad gin
An’ like a fool I mixed them
An’ it strangled up my mind
An’ now people just get uglier An’ I have no sense of time
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again 
And when Ruthie says come see her
In her honky-tonk lagoon Where I can watch her waltz for free
’neath her Panamanian moon
An’ I say, “Aw come on now
You know you knew about my debutante”
An’ she says, “Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again 
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street Where the neon madmen climb
They all fall there so perfectly It all seems so well timed An’ here I sit so patiently Waiting to find out what price You have to pay to get out of Going through all these things twice Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again

Written by: BOB DYLAN

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