Karaoké Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again Bob Dylan

Oh the ragman draws circles up and down the block

I'd ask him what the matter was but I know that he don't talk

And the ladies treat me kindly and 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 and his bells

Speakin' to some French girl who says she knows me well

And I would send a message to find out if she's talked

But the post office has been stolen and 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

And I said Oh

I didn't know that but then again there's only one I've met

And he just smoked my eyelids and punched 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 and 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 I sp- he'd built a fire on Main Street and 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 weddin' of his son

And me I nearly got busted

And wouldn't it be my luck

To get caught without a ticket and be discovered beneath a truck

Oh mama

Is this really the end

To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again

Now the T preacher 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 it to him

Then I whispered

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

Then he said Jump right in

The one was Texas medicine the other was just railroad gin

And like a fool I mixed them and it strangled up my mind

And now people just get uglier and 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 her Panamanian Moon

And I say Aw come on now

You know, you know about my debutante

And 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 madmen climb

They all fall there so perfectly

It all seems so well timed

And here I sit so patiently

Waitin' to find out what price

You have to pay to get out of goin' through all these things twice

Oh mama

Is this really the end

To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again