Title:
Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again
Artist:
Bob Dylan
Album:
Blonde on Blonde (Track #6)
Duration:
07:05
Label:
Sony Music Entertainment
(official lyrics)
Oh the ragman draws circles
Up an' down the block
I'd ask him what the matter was
But i know that he don't talk
An' the ladies treat me kindly
An' they furnish me with tape
But deep inside my heart
I know i can't escape.
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Well Shakespeare he's in the alley
With his pointed shoes an' his bells
Speakin' to some french girl
Who says she knows me well
An' i would send a message
To find out if she's talked
But the post office has been stolen
An' the mailbox is locked.
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Mona tried to tell me
To stay away from the train line
She said that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like wine
An' i said, "Oh i didn't know that''
But then again there's only one i met
An' he just smoked my eyelids
An' punch my cigarette.
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Grandpa died last week
An' now he's buried in the rocks
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked
But me i expected it to happen
I knew he'd lost control
When he built a fire on main street
An' shot it full of holes.
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now the senator came down here
Showin' everyone his gun
Handin' out free tickets
To the wedding of his sun
An' me i nearly got busted
An' wouldn't it be my luck
To get caught without a ticket
An' be discovered beneath the truck.
Oh mama is this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now the tea pitcher looked so baffled
When i asked him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest
But he cursed me when i proved to him
Then i whispered an' said
"Not even you can hide
You see you're just like me
I hope you're satisfied''.
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now the rainman gave me two cures
An' he said "jump right in"
The one was Texas medicine
The other was just railroad gin
An' like a fool i mixed them
An' it strangled up my mind
An' now people just get uglier
An' i have no sense of time.
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again
When Ruthie says come see her
In her honky tonk lagoon
Where i can watch her waltz for free
Neath the panamanian moon
An' i say "Ah come on now
You know you know about my debutante
An' she says, "Your debutante
Just knows what you need
But i know what you want.''
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now the bricks lay on grand street
Where the neon mad men climb
They all fall there so perfectly
It all seems so well timed
An' here i sit so patiently
Waitin' to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of
Goin' thru all these things twice.
Oh mama is this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.