Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (Rehearsal)

作词:Bob Dylan

作曲:Bob Dylan

所属专辑:The Cutting Edge 1965-1966: The Bootleg Series, Vol.12 (Deluxe Edition)

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Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (再次沉醉于手机中孟菲斯蓝调之中) (Album Version) - Bob Dylan (鲍勃·迪伦)

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

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 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

And me I nearly get bursted

And 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

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