Im tell you a story thats all about job I had one time as a talent scout
I had a hard day at the and the boss wasnt in town The day hired legged guitar picker just happened to come around Well, he walks into my office a great big grin And thats where my story really begins
He said, Son my name is Rippy I come to you from Tupelo I songs thatll sing like a bird I play on my guitar like you aint never heard"
"But Im down on my luck, things are just a slack I quarter in my pocket and a shirt on my back But you buy me supper, give me a place I can sleep" He said, Ill sing you some Thatll knock your head to creak, I got boy" Said, "Back home they call me the Mississippi Flash"
Well, I knew I was in a with some kind of a nut When he pulled out that pack of cigarette butts So thats when I him, We cant use you today So I handed the boy a and I sent him on his way
Well, the got back and we both had a laugh When I told him bout the Tupelo Flash And pretty soon I had the circlin' around About this Mississippi nut we had in our town
I said, Watch him everybody, the squirrely He around callin' himself the Tupelo 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 ravin' about a brand new smash By a kid called the Mississippi Flash
Well, I almost my automobile I through a red light, I hit the traffic cop, why
Well, my storys got an ending and its short and The boss man he me and left me out in the street But I got a new job now and Im learnin fast Im drivin the bus for the 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
I'll the boy Help him