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Some information about Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again Lyrics Title: Bob Dylan - Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again lyrics Artist: Bob Dylan Album: Blonde On Blonde Visitors: 4 visitors have visited Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Ohthe 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 furnish me with tape But deep inside my heart I know I can t escape. OhMamacan this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. WellShakespearehe 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. OhMamacan 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"OhI didn t know that But then againthere s only one I ve met An he just smoked my eyelids An punched my cigarette." OhMamacan 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 meI expected it to happen I knew he d lost control When he built a fire on Main Street And shot it full of holes. OhMamacan 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 meI nearly got busted An wouldn t it be my luck To get caught without a ticket And be discovered beneath a truck. OhMamacan this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. Now the 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"Not even you can hide. You seeyou re just like me I hope you re satisfied." OhMamacan 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. OhMamacan this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. 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 must know about my debutante." An she says"Your debutante just knows what you need But I know what you want." OhMamacan 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. OhMamacan this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. Hottest songs from Bob Dylan : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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