F Dm
Oh
the rag-man draws circles
F Dm
Up
and down the block.
F Dm
I'd
ask him what the matter was
Bb C7
But
I know that he don't talk.
Bb F
And
the ladies treat me kindly
Dm F
And
furnish me with tape
Dm F
But
deep inside my heart
Bb F
I
know I can't escape
Am
Oh
Mama,
Can
this really be the end
F C Dm
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
F Bb F
with
the Memphis blues again
Well,
Shakespear, he's in the alley
With
his pointed shoes and his bells.
Speaking
to a french girl,
Who
says she knows me well.
And
I would send a message
To
find out if she's talked,
Post
the post office has been stolen
And
the mail box is locked.
Oh
Mama
Can
this really be th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus again.
Mona
tried to tell me
To
stay far away from the train line.
She
said that all the railroad men
Drink
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 th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus again.
Grandpa
died last week
And
now he's buried in the rock
But
everybody talk 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 th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus again.
Now
the senator can down here
Showing
everyone 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 th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus 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 when I proved to him
Then
I whispered not even you can hide.
You
see you're just like me
I
hope your satisfied
Oh
Mama
Can
this really be th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus again.
Now
the rainman gave men two cures
Then
he said "Jump right in"
The
one was Texas medicine
The
other 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 th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus again.
When
Ruthie says come see her
In
her honkey-yonk 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 dedutante."
An'
she says, "Your debutante knows just what you need
But
I know what you want."
Oh
Mama
Can
this really be th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus 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
Can
this really be th end
To
be stuck inside of Mobile
With
the Memphis blus again.
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