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Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again (Live at Oakland Coliseum Arena, Oakland, CA, December 16, 1992)
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Bob Dylan
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Well, the ragman, he draws circles, up and down the block I'd ask him, what's the matter, but I know he don't talk And the ladies, they treat me kindly, and they furnish me with tape But deep inside my heart, I know I can't escape Oh, oh, mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Now, Shakespeare he's in the alley With his pointed shoes and bell Speaking with some French girl, who says shе knows me well And I would send a mеssage, oh, to find out if she's talked But the post office has been stolen, and the mailbox is locked And oh mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Mona, she tried to tell me, said, "Stay away from the railroad line" She says, "All the railroad men, they 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 he punched my cigarette" Oh, oh mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Grandpa died last week, and they buried him in the rocks Now everyone still asks about how badly they are shocked But me, I expected it to happen, and I knew he'd lost control When he built a fire on Main Street, yes, and he shot it full of holes Oh, oh mama, can this really be, really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Now the senator, he came down here, showing everyone his gun And handing out free tickets to the wedding of his son Me, I nearly got busted, yes, wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket and be discovered beneath a truck Oh, oh mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Now the preacher, he looks 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 I said, "See, not even you can hide You see, you're just like me, and I hope you're satisfied" Oh, oh mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again The rainman gave me two cures, and he said, "Jump right in" The first was Texas medicine, the second was just railroad gin But like a fool I mixed them, and it strangled up my mind Now people just get uglier, and I have got no sense of time Oh, oh mama, can this really be, really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Ruthie says, "Come see me in a honky-tonk lagoon" Where I can watch her waltz for free and a Panamanian moon And I said, "Oh, come on now, you know about my debutante" And she says, "Your debutante knows what you need But I know what you want" Oh, oh mama, can this really, really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again The bricks, they lay on Grand Street, where the neon madmen climb They all fall there so perfectly, it all seems so well timed And me, I sit here so patiently, trying to find out what price You have to pay to get out of Going through all of these things twice Oh, oh mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Hey, oh mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again
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