Stuck Inside A Mobile Chords

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EOh the rag-man draws C♯mcircles

EUp and down the block.C♯m

 I'd Eask him what the matter C♯mwas

 But I Aknow that he don't taB7lk.

 And the Aladies treat me kinEdly

 And C♯mfurnish me with tape E

 But C♯mdeep inside my heartE

 I Aknow I can't escaEpe

G♯mOh Mama,

G♯mCan this really be the end

 To be Estuck inB/D♯side of C♯mMobile

E/Bwith the B9sus4Memphis blues aEgain

E B/D♯ C♯m E/B B9sus4 E

Well, Shakespeare, 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 the end

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again.

Mona tried to tell me

To stay far away from the railroad 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 me

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 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 the end

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again.

Now the senator 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

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 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 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 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 honkey-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 knows just 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