Luyện nghe bài hát Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again

Oh, the draws circles
Up and the block
I'd ask him what the was
But I know, he talk

And the ladies treat him
And furnish him with
But deep his heart
I know he escape

Oh,
Can this be the end?
To be stuck of mobile
With the blues again

Well, Shakespeare, he's in the
With his shoes and his bells
Speaking to French girl
Who says she knows him

And I send a message
To find out if she's
But the post has been stolen
And the mailbox is

Oh,
Can this be the end?
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues

tried to tell me
To away from the train line
She that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood wine

An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know
But then again there's one I've met
An' he just my eyelids
An' my cigarette"

Oh,
Can this really be the
To be stuck inside of
the Memphis blues again

Grandpa died week
And now he's buried in the
But everybody still talks
How badly they shocked

But me, I it to happen
I knew lost control
a fire on Main Street
And shot it of holes

Oh,
Can this really be the
To be inside of mobile
With the Memphis again

The senator down here
everyone his gun
Handing out tickets
To the of his son

An' me, I nearly got
An' it be my luck
To get caught without a
And be beneath a truck?

Oh,
Is this really the
To be inside of mobile
the Memphis blues again

Now, the looked so baffled
When I asked him why he
twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his

But he cursed me I proved it to him
I whispered and said "Not even you can hide
You see, you're just me
I hope satisfied"

Oh,
Can this really be the
To be inside of mobile
With the Memphis again

Now, the Rainman me two cures
Then he said, "Jump in"
The one was Texas
The other was railroad gin

An' a fool I mixed them
An' it strangled up my
An' now people get uglier
An' I have no of time

Oh,
Can really be the end?
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues

When Ruthie come see her
In her honky-tonk
he can watch her waltz for free
'Neath her moon

An' he say, "Aw, on now
You know you know my debutante"
An' she says, "Your debutante knows what you need
But I what you really want"

Oh,
Can this be the end?
To be stuck inside of
With the blues again

Now, the lay on Grand Street
Where the madmen climb
all fall there so perfectly
It all so well timed

An' here I sit so
Waiting to find out price
You to pay to get out of
Going through all things twice

Oh,
Is this the end?
To be stuck inside of
With the blues again