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 that he don't
And the ladies treat me
And they furnish me with
But deep my heart
I know I can't
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck inside of the
Memphis again

Well, Shakespeare, he's in the
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 office has been stolen
And the is locked
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues

Mona tried to me
To stay away from the train
She said that all the men
Just drink up blood like wine
An' I said, "Oh, I didn't that
But then again, only 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 again

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

Now the came down here
ev'ryone his gun
Handing out free
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 of Mobile
With the Memphis blues

Now the tea looked so baffled
I asked him why he dressed
With twenty of headlines
Stapled to his
But he me when I proved it to him
Then I whispered and said, "Not you can hide
You see, you're just me
I hope satisfied"
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
the Memphis blues again

Now the rainman gave me two
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 just get
An' I have no sense of
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck inside of
the Memphis blues again

And when Ruthie come 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 knows you need
But I what you want"
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
the Memphis blues again

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