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

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

And the treat him kindly
And furnish him with
But deep inside his
I know he can't

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

Well, Shakespeare, in the alley
With his pointed and his bells
to some French girl
Who she knows him well

And I send a message
To find out if talked
But the post office has stolen
And the is locked

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

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

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

Oh,
Can really be the end?
To be inside of mobile
the Memphis blues again

Grandpa died last
And now buried in the rocks
But everybody still talks
How they were shocked

But me, I expected it to
I he'd lost control
Rebuilt a fire on Street
And shot it full of

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

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

An' me, I nearly got
An' wouldn't it be my
To get caught without a
And be discovered a truck?

Oh,
Is really the end?
To be inside of mobile
With the Memphis blues

Now, the T-Preacher so baffled
When I asked him why he
With twenty pounds of
Stapled to his

But he cursed me when I it to him
Then I and said "Not even you can hide
You see, you're like me
I you're satisfied"

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

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

An' like a fool I mixed
An' it up my mind
An' now people just get
An' I have no sense of

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

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

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

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

Now, the bricks lay on Street
Where the neon climb
They all there so perfectly
It all seems so well

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

Oh,
Is really the end?
To be inside of mobile
With the blues again