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 talk

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

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

Well, Shakespeare, in the alley
his pointed shoes and his bells
Speaking to French girl
Who says she knows him

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

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

Mona tried to 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 that
But again there's only one I've met
An' he just smoked my
An' my cigarette"

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

Grandpa died week
And now he's in the rocks
But everybody still about
How badly were shocked

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When Ruthie says see her
In her lagoon
Where he can her waltz for free
her Panamanian 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
the Memphis blues again

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

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

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