Im gonna you a story thats all about This job I had one as a talent scout
I had a hard day at the office and the boss in town The day hired legged guitar picker just happened to come around Well, he into my office with a great big grin And folks thats where my really begins
He said, Son my name is Boregard I to you from Tupelo Mississippi I write songs thatll sing a bird I licks on my guitar like you aint never heard"
"But Im down on my luck, things are just a little I gotta quarter in my pocket and a on my back But you buy me some supper, me a place I can sleep" He said, Ill you some songs Thatll knock your head to creak, I got boy" Said, "Back home they me the Tupelo Mississippi Flash"
Well, I knew I was in a room with kind of a nut When he out that pack of used cigarette butts So thats when I 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 I told him bout the Tupelo Mississippi Flash And pretty I had the story circlin' around About this Mississippi nut that we had in our
I said, him everybody, the boys squirrely He walks callin' himself the Tupelo Mississippi Flash
Well, and it happened one day while I was to my home I just happened to my car radio on I heard the jockey ravin' about a brand new smash By a kid the Tupelo Mississippi Flash
Well, I almost my automobile I went a red light, I hit the traffic cop, why
Well, my got an ending 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 fast Im the bus for the Tupelo Mississippi Flash
And his Cadillac, Im that for him too And yacht hes got, and his aeroplane Well, chauffeur, so good, I say Tupelo Mississippi, who ever of it, why
kill the boy Help him