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 the matter was
But I know he don't talk
And the treat me kindly
And they me with tape
But inside my heart
I know I escape
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be inside of Mobile with the
blues again

Well, Shakespeare, he's in the
With his shoes and his bells
Speaking to French girl
Who she knows me well
And I send a message
To find out if she's
But the office has been stolen
And the mailbox is
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be inside of Mobile
With the blues again

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

Grandpa died last
And now he's buried in the
But everybody still about how
they were shocked
But me, I it to happen
I knew he'd lost
When I speed built a on Main Street
And it full of holes
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues

Now the senator came down
ev'ryone his gun
Handing out tickets
To the of his son
An' me, I got busted
An' wouldn't it be my
To get without a ticket
And be discovered a truck
Oh, Mama, is this be the end
To be inside of Mobile
With the Memphis again

Now the tea preacher so baffled
I asked him why he dressed
With pounds of headlines
Stapled to his
But he cursed me when I it to him
Then I whispered and said, "Not even you can
You see, just like me
I hope satisfied"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis again

Now the gave me two cures
Then he said, "Jump in"
The one was Texas
The was just railroad gin
An' like a fool I them
An' it strangled up my
An' now people get uglier
An' I have no of time
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis blues

And when Ruthie come see her
In her honky-tonk
I can watch her waltz for free
'neath her moon
An' I say, "Aw on now
You know you about my debutante"
An' she says, "Your debutante just knows what you
But I what you want"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis again

Now the bricks lay on Street
Where the neon madmen
They all there so perfectly
It all seems so well
An' I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out price
You to pay to get out of
Going through all these things
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis again