#me when i'm stuck inside of mobile with the memphis blues again

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there's nothing like thinking you're home alone and singing really loudly in your best bob dylan impression only to hear your dad's cellphone ring

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your favorite bob dylan album for the album ask! (if you have one!)

hello b :)) i feel as though i'm slowly being elevated to dylangirl status... hmm. anyways my favorite dylan album is blonde on blonde so that's what i'll be answering for!

rainy day women #12 & 35: they'll stone you when you're at the breakfast table / they'll stone you when you are young and able / they'll stone you when you're trying to make a buck / they'll stone you and then they'll say, "good luck"

pledging my time: well, the room is so stuffy / i can hardly breathe / everybody's gone, but me and you / and i can’t be the last to leave

visions of johanna: the country music station plays soft / but there's nothing, really nothing to turn off / just louise and her lover so entwined / and these visions of johanna that conquer my mind

one of us must know (sooner or later): i couldn't see what you could show me / your scarf had kept your mouth well hid / i couldn't see how you could know me / but you said you knew me and i believed you did

i want you: the drunken politician leaps / upon the street where mothers weep / and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you

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 was just railroad gin / and like a fool i mixed them / and it strangled up my mind / and now people just get uglier / and i have no sense of time

leopard-skin pill-box hat: well, if you want to see the sun rise / honey, i know where / we'll go out and see it sometime / we'll both just sit there and stare

just like a woman: nobody has to guess that baby can't be blessed / 'til she finally sees that she's like all the rest / with her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls

most likely you go your way (and i'll go mine): you say you got some / other kinda lover / and yes, i believe you do / say my kisses are not like his / but this time i'm not gonna tell you why that is

temporary like achilles: kneeling ’neath your ceiling / yes, i guess i’ll be here for a while / i’m trying to read your poetry, but / i’m helpless, like a rich man’s child

absolutely sweet marie: well, i waited for you when i was half sick / yes, i waited for you when you hated me / well, i waited for you inside of the frozen traffic / yeah, when you knew i had some other place to be

fourth time around: i stood there and hummed / i tapped on her drum i asked her "how come?" / and she buttoned her boot / and straightened her suit / then she said, “don’t get cute”

obviously five believers: please come home / yes, i could make it without you, honey / if i just did not feel so all alone

sad-eyed lady of the lowlands: with your silhouette when the sunlight dims / into your eyes where the moonlight swims / and your matchbook songs and your gypsy hymns / who among them would try to impress you?

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Now Playing on DylanRadio.com: Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (alternate take) by Bob Dylan from The Bootleg Series, Volume 7: No Direction Home

(exact lyrics) 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 rainman 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 tried last week He died in the rocks Everybody's still talkin' about How badly they were shocked But 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 sun 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. Mmm ... mmm Mmm ... mmm Mmm... 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' thru 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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Now Playing on DylanRadio.com: Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (alternate take) by Bob Dylan from The Bootleg Series, Volume 7: No Direction Home

(exact lyrics) 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 rainman 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 tried last week He died in the rocks Everybody's still talkin' about How badly they were shocked But 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 sun 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. Mmm ... mmm Mmm ... mmm Mmm... 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' thru 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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Now Playing on DylanRadio.com: Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (alternate take) by Bob Dylan from The Bootleg Series, Volume 7: No Direction Home

(exact lyrics) 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 rainman 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 tried last week He died in the rocks Everybody's still talkin' about How badly they were shocked But 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 sun 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. Mmm ... mmm Mmm ... mmm Mmm... 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' thru 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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Now Playing on DylanRadio.com: Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (alternate take) by Bob Dylan from The Bootleg Series, Volume 7: No Direction Home

(exact lyrics) 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 rainman 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 tried last week He died in the rocks Everybody's still talkin' about How badly they were shocked But 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 sun 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. Mmm ... mmm Mmm ... mmm Mmm... 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' thru 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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Now Playing on DylanRadio.com: Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (alternate take) by Bob Dylan from The Bootleg Series, Volume 7: No Direction Home

(exact lyrics) 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 rainman 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 tried last week He died in the rocks Everybody's still talkin' about How badly they were shocked But 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 sun 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. Mmm ... mmm Mmm ... mmm Mmm... 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' thru 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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Now Playing on DylanRadio.com: Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again (alternate take) by Bob Dylan from The Bootleg Series, Volume 7: No Direction Home

(exact lyrics) 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 rainman 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 tried last week He died in the rocks Everybody's still talkin' about How badly they were shocked But 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 sun 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. Mmm ... mmm Mmm ... mmm Mmm... 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' thru all these things twice. Oh mama, this might be the end I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.