Bob Dylan - Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Agai Lyrics

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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, 
Speaking 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. 
An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know that, 
But then again, there's only one I've met 
An' he just smoked my eyelids 
An' 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 he 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 
Showing ev'ryone his gun, 
Handing out free tickets 
To the wedding of his son. 
An' me, I nearly got busted 
An' wouldn't it be my luck 
To get caught without a ticket 
And be discovered beneath a truck. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 

Now the 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, "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. 
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 her Panamanian moon. 
An' I say, "Aw come on now, 
You must 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 madmen climb. 
They all fall there so perfectly, 
It all seems so well timed. 
An' here I sit so patiently 
Waiting to find out what price 
You have to pay to get out of 
Going through all these things twice. 
Oh, Mama, is this really the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 

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lyrics submitted by Katie
lyrics corrected by Brittni on 25-10-2007