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

Oh, the ragman draws
Up and the block
I'd ask him what the was
But I that he don't talk
And the ladies treat me
And they furnish me tape
But deep inside my
I know I can't
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be inside of Mobile with the
Memphis again

Well, Shakespeare, in the alley
With his shoes and his bells
Speaking to some girl
Who says she me well
And I would send a
To find out if she's
But the post office has stolen
And the mailbox is
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues

Mona tried to me
To stay away the train line
She said all the railroad men
Just up your blood like wine
An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know
But again, there's only one I've met
An' he smoked my eyelids
An' my cigarette"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
the Memphis blues again

Grandpa died week
And now buried in the rocks
But everybody still talks how
Badly they were
But me, I it to happen
I knew he'd lost
When I speed built a on Main Street
And shot it full of
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis again

Now the senator came down
ev'ryone 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 discovered beneath a
Oh, Mama, is really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues

Now the tea preacher so baffled
I asked him why he dressed
With twenty 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, just like me
I hope satisfied"
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues

Now the rainman me two cures
he said, "Jump right in"
The one was medicine
The other was railroad gin
An' like a fool I them
An' it strangled up my
An' now people just get
An' I have no sense of
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis again

And when Ruthie come see her
In her honky-tonk
Where I can her waltz for free
her Panamanian moon
An' I say, "Aw on now
You know you about my debutante"
An' she says, "Your debutante knows what you need
But I what you want"
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be inside of Mobile
the Memphis blues again

Now the lay on Grand Street
Where the madmen climb
They all 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, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues