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

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

And the ladies him kindly
And him with tape
But inside his heart
I know he can't

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

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

And I would send a
To out if she's talked
But the post office has stolen
And the mailbox is

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

Mona to tell 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 there's only one I've met
An' he just my eyelids
An' my cigarette"

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

Grandpa last week
And now he's buried in the
But everybody talks about
How they were shocked

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

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

The came down 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 beneath a truck?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When Ruthie come see her
In her honky-tonk
Where he can watch her for free
her Panamanian moon

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

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

Now, the lay on Grand Street
Where the neon climb
They all fall so perfectly
It all seems so timed

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

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