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

Oh, the ragman draws
Up and down the
I'd ask him the matter was
But I know, he don't

And the ladies treat him
And furnish him with
But inside his heart
I he can't escape

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

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

And I would a message
To find out if she's
But the office has been stolen
And the is locked

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

Mona to tell me
To stay away from the train
She that all the railroad men
drink up your blood like wine

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

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

Grandpa died last
And now he's in the rocks
But everybody still talks
How badly they were

But me, I expected it to
I knew he'd control
Rebuilt a on Main Street
And shot it of holes

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

The came down here
Showing his gun
Handing out tickets
To the of his son

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

Oh,
Is really the end?
To be stuck of mobile
the Memphis blues again

Now, the T-Preacher looked so
When I him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of
to his chest

But he me when I proved it to him
Then I and said "Not even you can hide
You see, just like me
I hope satisfied"

Oh,
Can really be the end?
To be stuck of mobile
With the Memphis again

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now, the bricks lay on Street
the neon madmen climb
They all fall so perfectly
It all so well timed

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

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