Title: Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (alternate take)
Artist: Bob Dylan
Album: The Bootleg Series, Volume 7: No Direction Home (Track #9)
Duration: 05:44
Label: Sony Music Entertainment
(exact lyrics)
The ragman he 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
They furnish me with tape
But neither of them nor the rainman
Can help me to escape.
Oh mama, this could be the end
I'm stuck down in Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Shakespeare'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 talked
But the post office has been stolen
An' the mailbox is locked.
Oh mama, this could be the end
I'm stuck down in Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now Mona tried to tell me
To stay away from the train line
She said all railroad men
They wanna drink up my blood like wine
An' i said, "Oh i don't know''
But then again there's only one i met
An' he just smoked my eyelids
An' punch my cigarette.
Oh mama, this could be the end
I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now, grandpa tried last week
He died in the rocks
Everybody's still talkin' about
How badly they were shocked
But me i expected it
I knew he'd lost control
When i saw him build the fire on main street
An' shoot it full of holes.
Oh mama, this might be the end
I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now the senator came here
He ever showed his gun
Handin' out free tickets
To the wedding of his sun
An' i nearly got busted
Wouldn't it be my luck
To be caught without a ticket
An' be found beneath the truck.
Oh mama, this could be the end
I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now the preacher he's baffled
Everytime i'd ask why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest
And he cursed me out
An' said, said, "Not even you ...
Oh mama, this could be the end
I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now the rainman gave me two cures
An' (mumble) "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, this might be the end
I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Now Ruthie says come see her
In her honky tonk lagoon
Where i can watch her waltz
Beneath the panamanian moon
An' i say "Oh i don't know
You must know about my debutante"
An' she says, "Your debutante
Just knows what you need
But i know what you want.''
Oh mama, this could be the end
I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.
Mmm ... mmm
Mmm ... mmm
Mmm... so well timed
An' here i sit so p(atiently)
Waitin' to find out what price
That you have to pay to get out of
Goin' thru all these things twice.
Oh mama, this might be the end
I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.