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 the matter was
But I know that he talk
And the ladies me kindly
And they furnish me with
But inside my heart
I I can't escape
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be inside of Mobile with the
Memphis again

Well, Shakespeare, he's in the
With his shoes and his bells
Speaking to some French
Who says she me well
And I would a message
To find out if she's
But the post has been stolen
And the mailbox is
Oh, Mama, 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 again, there's only one I've met
An' he smoked my eyelids
An' my cigarette"
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be inside of Mobile
With the blues again

Grandpa died last
And now he's buried in the
But everybody talks about how
Badly they were
But me, I it to happen
I he'd lost control
When I built a fire on Main Street
And it full of holes
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be inside of Mobile
With the Memphis again

Now the came down here
Showing his gun
out free 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 beneath a
Oh, Mama, is really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues

Now the tea preacher looked so
When I asked him why he
With pounds of headlines
to his chest
But he cursed me when I it to him
I whispered and said, "Not even you can hide
You see, you're just me
I you're satisfied"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis again

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

And when Ruthie says see her
In her lagoon
Where I can watch her waltz for
her Panamanian moon
An' I say, "Aw on now
You know you knew my debutante"
An' she says, "Your debutante just what you need
But I know you want"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the blues again

Now the bricks lay on Street
the neon madmen climb
They all fall so perfectly
It all seems so well
An' here I sit so
to find out what price
You to pay to get out of
Going through all these things
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be inside of Mobile
the Memphis blues again