Im gonna tell you a story thats all job I had one time as a talent scout
I had a hard day at the and the boss wasnt in town The day this hired legged guitar picker happened to come around Well, he walks into my office with a big grin And folks thats where my story really
He said, Son my is Boregard Rippy I come to you from Mississippi I write thatll sing like a bird I play licks on my guitar you aint never heard"
"But Im down on my luck, things are just a slack I gotta quarter in my and a shirt on my back But you buy me supper, give me a place I can sleep" He said, Ill sing you some knock your head to creak, I got talent boy" Said, "Back home they me the Tupelo Mississippi Flash"
Well, I knew I was in a room some kind of a nut When he pulled out that pack of used cigarette So thats I told him, We cant use you today So I the boy a dollar and I sent him on his way
Well, the boss got back and we had a laugh When I told him the Tupelo Mississippi Flash And pretty I had the story circlin' around About Mississippi nut that we had in our town
I said, Watch him everybody, the boys He walks around callin' himself the Mississippi Flash
Well, and it happened one day while I was to my home I just to have my car radio on When I heard the jockey ravin' about a new smash By a kid called the Mississippi Flash
Well, I almost wrecked my I went through a red light, I hit the cop, why
Well, my storys got an and its short and sweet The boss man he me and left me out in the street But I got a new job now and Im learnin real Im drivin the bus for the Tupelo Mississippi
And his Cadillac, Im that for him too And that hes got, and his aeroplane Well, chauffeur, so good, I say Mississippi, who ever heard of it, why
I'll the boy Help him