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Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again 1 Bob Dylan (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

17 Feb 1966 BLONDE ON BLONDE GREATEST HITS Vol. 2 MASKED AND ANONYMOUS Soundtrack

Blonde on Blonde session 9, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 17.feb.1966, take 15, album version Oh the ragman draws circles Up an' 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 they 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 an' his bells Speaking to some french girl Who says she knows me well An' 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 An' i said, ''Oh i didn't know that'' But then again there's only one i've met An' he just smoked my eyelids An' punch 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 An' 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 An' 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 An' be discovered beneath a truck. Oh mama is this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Now the tea pitcher 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 to him Then i whispered an' said "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. Now the rainman gave me two cures An' he said, ''Jump right in'' The one was Texas medicine The other was just railroad gin An' like a fool i mixed them And 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 honky tonk lagoon Where i can watch her waltz for free 'Neath the panamanian moon An' i say "Ah come on now You know, you know about my debutante An' she says, ''Your debutante Just knows 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 mad men 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. Oh mama is this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.

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Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again 2

17 Feb 1966 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12 / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition)

Blonde on Blonde session 9, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 17.feb.1966, take 1, rehearsal The ragman he just stumbles An' walks around 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 neither of them nor the ragman Can help me to escape. Oh mama, this might be the end I'm stuck onside of Mobile with the Nashville blues again. Now Shakespeare's in the alley With his pointed shoes an' his ringing bells Speakin' to some french girl Who says she knows me well An' i would send a message To find out if she talked But the post office has been stolen An' 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 tell me To stay away from the train line She said that all railroad men Just drink your blood like wine An' i said, "Oh i don't know that'' But then again there's only one i met An' he just smoked my eyeballs An' punch my cigarette. Oh mama, this might be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.

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Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again 3

17 Feb 1966 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12 / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #2 17 Feb 1966 THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 7 NO DIRECTION HOME THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12 / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #3 17 Feb 1966 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12 / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #4

Blonde on Blonde session 9, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 17.feb.1966, rehearsal Blonde on Blonde session 9, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 17.feb.1966, take 5 Blonde on Blonde session 9, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 17.feb.1966, take 13 The ragman he draws circles Up an' down the block I'd ask him what the matter was But i know that he don't talk An' the ladies treat me kindly They furnish me with tape But neither of them nor the ragman Can help me to escape. Oh mama, this could be the end I'm stuck down in Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Shakespeare's in the alley With his pointed shoes an' his bells Speakin' to some french girl Who says she knows me well An' i would send a message To find out if she talked But the post office has been stolen An' the mailbox is locked. Oh mama, this could be the end I'm stuck down in Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Now Mona tried to tell me To stay away from the train line She said all railroad men They wanna drink up my blood like wine An' i said, "Oh i don't know'' But then again there's only one i met An' he just smoked my eyelids An' punch my cigarette. Oh mama, this could be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Now, grandpa died last week He died in the rocks Everybody's still talkin' about How badly they were shocked Me i expected it I knew he'd lost control When i saw him build the fire on main street An' shoot 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 here He ever showed his gun Handin' out free tickets To the wedding of his son An' i nearly got busted Wouldn't it be my luck To be caught without a ticket An' be found beneath the truck. Oh mama, this could be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Now the preacher he's baffled Everytime i'd ask why he dressed With twenty pounds of headlines Stapled to his chest And he cursed me out An' said, said, "Not even you ..." Oh mama, this could be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Now the rainman gave me two cures An' (mumble) "right in" The one was Texas medicine The other was just 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, this might be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Now Ruthie says come see her In her honky tonk lagoon Where i can watch her waltz Beneath the panamanian moon An' i say "Oh i don't know You must know about my debutante" An' she says, "Your debutante Just knows what you need But i know what you want.'' Oh mama, this could be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Hum, hum Hum, hum Hum, so well timed An' here i sit so p(atiently) Waitin' to find out what price That you have to pay to get out of Goin' through all these things twice. Oh mama, this might be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.

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Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again 4 Bob Dylan (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

17 Feb 1966 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12 / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #5

Blonde On Blonde session 9, Nashville - 17.feb.1966, take 14 Now the ragman draws circles Up an' 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 deep inside my heart I know i can't escape. Oh mama can this really be the end To be stuck inside of ...bile with the Memphis blues again. Now Shakespeare's in the alley With his pointed shoes an' his bells Speaking to some french girl Who says she knows me well An' i would send a message To find out if she 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. Now Mona tried to tell me To stay away from the train line She said that all the railroad men Are gonna drink my blood like wine An' i said, ''Oh i didn't know that'' But then again there's only one i've met An' he just smoked my eyelids An' punch my cigarette. Oh mama can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. Oh Grandpa died last week Now he's buried in the rocks Everybody's talkin' about How badly they were shocked But me i expected it to happen I saw he would lose control When he built a fire on main street An' 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 here Showing everyone his gun Handing out free tickets To the wedding of his son An' me i nearly got busted Wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket And to be found beneath a truck. Oh mama is 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 whispered an' said "No you're not... 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. Now the rainman gave me two cures Then he said, ''Jump right in'' One of 'em was Texas medicine The other was just railroad gin An' like a fool i mixed them And 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 Oh Ruthie says ah come see her Honky tonk lagoon Where i can watch her waltz for me free 'Neath the panam...an moon An' i say "Ah come on now You know about my debutante An' she says, ''Your debutante Just knows 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 all the bricks are flying Where the neon mad men climb They are lyin' on the street so perfectly It all seems so well timed But here i sit so patiently Waiting to find out the price One have to go through to get out of Going through all these things twice. Oh mama is this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.