MP3: Grateful Dead-Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again
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Well, the ragman draws circles Up and down the block I'd asked him, "What's the matter?" But I know he don't talk
And the ladies treat me kindly And they had furnish me with tape But deep inside my heart I know I know I can't escape
Oh Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
Shakespeare, he's in the alley With his pointed shoes and bells Speaking with some French girl Who says she knows me well?
And me, I would send a message To find out if she's talked But the post office has been stolen Mailbox is locked
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
Now Mona, she tried to warn me Stay away from the railroad line She says 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 He just smoked my eyelids An' he punched my cigarette"
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
My grandpa died last week And they buried him in the rocks Everyone still talks about How badly they are shocked
But me, I expected it to happen I knew he'd lost control When he built a fire on Main Street And he shot it full of holes
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
Now the senator, he came 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 Be discovered beneath a truck
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
Now the preacher looked so baffled When I asked him why he had dressed With twenty pounds of headlines Stapled to his chest
Then he cursed me when I proved it to him Then I said, " You see, not even you can hide You see, you're just like me And I hope you're satisfied"
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
Now the rainman gave me two cures And he said, "Jump right in" The first was Texas medicine The second was just railroad gin
An' like a fool I mixed them And it strangled up my mind Now people just get uglier An' I have got no sense of time
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a 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 said, "Aw, come on now You know, you know about my debutante" She says, "You take your time, knows what you need But I know what you want"
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
Now the bricks, they lay on Grand Street Where the neon madmen climb They all fall there so perfectly 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 of these things twice
Oh, oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
Oh Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile With the Memphis blues again?
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