Chords for Bob Dylan - Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again - Take 13 (Official Audio)

[E] _ _ Oh, the [C#m] ragman draws circles [E] up and [C#m] down the block.
[E] I'd ask him what the [C#m] matter was, [A] but I know he [B] doesn't talk.
[A] And the ladies [E] treat me kindly [C#m] and furnish me [E] with tape,
[C#m] but neither [E] him nor the [A] ragman can help me [E] to escape.
[G#m] _ Oh, mama, this could be the end.
[E] I'm stuck [B] inside [C#m] a mobile [A] with the Memphis [E] blues again. _ _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ [B] _ [E] Now, [C#m] Shakespeare's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his [E] bells,
speaking [C#m] to some French [A] girl who says she [B] knows me well.
And [A] I would [E] send a [C#m] message to find out if she talked,
but the post office has [E] been stolen [A] and the mailbox is [E] lost.
[G#m] Oh, mama, this might be the [E] end.
I'm stuck [B] inside [C#m] a mobile [E] with [A] the Memphis blues [E] again. _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ [G#m] _ [B] [E] Now, Mona [C#m] tried to help me.
[E] She said, stay away [C#m] from the train line.
[E] She said, all the [C#m] railroad men do [A] is drink your blood [B] like wine.
[A] And I said, oh, [E] I don't know.
[C#m] But then again, there's only [E] one I've met.
[C#m] And he just [E] smoked my eye [A] bands and punched my [E] cigarette.
[G#m] _
Oh, mama, this might be the end.
[E] I'm [B] stuck [C#m] inside a [E] mobile [A] with the Memphis [E] blues again. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [E] Well, Grandpa [C#m] died [E] last week.
He's buried [C#m] in the rocks.
[E] _
[C#m] Everybody's still talking [A] about how badly [B] he was shot.
[A] And me, [E] I expected [C#m] it.
I saw he [E] lost control [C#m] when he built a [E] fire on Main [A] Street
and filled it [E] full of [G#m] holes.
Oh, mama, this might be the end.
[E] I'm [B] stuck [C#m] inside a [E] mobile [A] with the Memphis [E] blues again. _ _
_ [B] _ [A] _ [G#m] _ [B] _ [E] Now, the senator [C#m] came down here [E] with showing [C#m] everyone his gun,
handing out free tickets [A] to the wedding [B] of his son.
[A] And I [E] nearly got busted.
[C#m] Wouldn't it be my luck to get caught without [E] a ticket
[A] and be discovered [E] near the [G#m] truck?
Whoa, mama, this might be the end.
[E] I'm stuck [C#m] inside a mobile [A] with the Memphis [E] blues again. _ _
[C#m] _ [G#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] [E] Well, the preacher looked [C#m] so baffled every [E] time I [C#m] asked him
why he dressed [E] with 20 [C#m] pounds of [A] headlines stapled [F#m] on his [B] [A] chest.
He [E] cursed me when I'd [C#m] whisper and say, you know, [E] you think [C#m] high.
You see, you're [E] just like me.
[A] I hope you're [E] satisfied.
[G#m] _
Oh, mama, this might be the end.
[E] [D#m] I'm stuck [C#m] inside a [B] mobile [A] with the Memphis [E] blues again. _ _
[C#m] _ [B] _ [A] _ [G#m] _ [B] _ [E] Ah, the rain [C#m] man gave me two cures [E] and he said [C#m] jump right in.
[E] One was [C#m] Texas medicine, [A] the other was [B] railroad gin.
[A] And like a [E] fool, I mixed them [C#m] to strangle up [E] my mind.
[C#m] And now people [E] just get uglier [A] and I have no [E] sense of time.
[G#m] _
Oh, mama, I just need a friend.
[E] I'm [B] stuck [C#m] inside a mobile [A] with the Memphis [E] blues again.
_ [B] _ [E] _ [B] _ [F#m] _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [N] _