Stuck Inside of Mobile With the Memphis Blues Again (Take 13, Alternate Take)

Oh, the ragman draws circles Up and down the block I'd ask him what the matter was But I know he doesn't talk And the ladies treat me kindly And furnish me with tape But neither him nor the ragman Could help me to escape Oh, Mama, this could be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Now, Shakespeare'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, this might be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Now, Mona tried to help me She said stay away from the train line She said that all the railroad men Just drink up your blood like wine An' I said, "Oh, I don't know But then again, there's only one I've met An' he just smoked my eyelids An' punched my cigarette" Oh, Mama, this might be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Well, Grandpa died last week He's buried in the rocks Everybody's still talking about How badly he was shot And me, I expected it I saw he'd lost control When he built a fire on Main Street And filled it full of holes Oh, Mama, this might be the end I'm 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 An' I nearly got busted Wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket And be discovered beneath a truck Oh, Mama, this might be the end I'm be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Well the preacher looked so baffled Everytime I asked him why he dressed With twenty pounds of headlines Stapled on his chest He cursed me when I'd whisper And say "You're not, you think hide? You see, you're just like me I hope you're satisfied" Oh, Mama, this might be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile With the Nashville blues again Now the rainman gave me two cures Then he said, "Jump right in" The one was Texas medicine The other was 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, I just need a friend I'm stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again