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 what the was
But I know that he don't
And the treat 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 stuck inside of the
Memphis again

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

tried to tell me
To stay from the train line
She that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like
An' I said, "Oh, I know that
But then again, there's one I've met
An' he just my eyelids
An' my cigarette"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be inside of Mobile
the Memphis blues again

Grandpa died last
And now he's buried in the
But everybody still talks how
they were shocked
But me, I expected it to
I knew he'd control
When I speed a fire on Main Street
And it full of holes
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the blues again

Now the senator down here
ev'ryone his gun
Handing out tickets
To the of his son
An' me, I nearly got
An' wouldn't it be my
To get caught a ticket
And be discovered beneath a
Oh, Mama, is this be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis blues

Now the tea looked so baffled
When I him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of
Stapled to his
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 inside of
With the blues again

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

And when Ruthie says see her
In her honky-tonk
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 knows you need
But I know you want"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis again

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