Stuck Inside of Mobile - Bob Dylan - 50 bpm

Oh, the 
G
ragman draws 
Em
circles 
G
up and down the 
Em
block 

I'd 
G
ask him what the 
Em
matter was, but I 
C
know that he don't 
D
talk

And the 
C
ladies treat me 
G
kindly and 
Em
furnish me with 
G
tape, 

but 
Em
deep inside my 
G
heart I 
C
know I can't es
G
cape

	
Bm
Oh, 

Mama, can 

this really be the 

end 

	to be 
G
stuck in
C
side of 
Em
Mobile 
G
with the 
C
Memphis 

blues a
G
gain.
F

	
D
C
B
G

Well 
G
Shakespeare he's in the 
Em
alley with his 
G
pointed shoes and his 
Em
bells 

 
G
speaking to some 
Em
French girl who 
C
says she knows me 
D
well

And 
C
I would send a 
G
message to 
Em
find out if she's 
G
talked 

but 
Em
the post office has been 
G
stolen and the 
C
mailbox is 
G
locked

 
G
Mona tried to 
Em
tell me to 
G
stay away from the train line.
Em
 

She 
G
said that all the 
Em
railroad men just 
C
drink up your blood like 
D
wine

And I 
C
said "Oh I didn't 
G
know that but 
Em
then again there's only one I've 
G
met 

and 
Em
he just smoked my 
G
eyelids and 
C
punched my cigar
G
ette

 
G
Grandpa died last 

week, now he's 
Em
buried in the 

rocks but 

 
G
everybody still 
Em
talks about how 
C
badly they were 
D
shocked

But 
C
me, I expected it to 
G
happen I 
Em
knew he'd lost con
G
trol

when he 
Em
built a fire on 
G
Main Street and 
C
shot it full of 
G
holes

Now the 
G
senator came down 
Em
here 
G
showing ev'ryone his 
Em 
gun 

 
G
handing out free 
Em
tickets to the 
C
wedding of his 
D
son

And 
C
me, I nearly get 
G
busted and 
Em
wouldn't it be my 
G
luck 

to get 
Em
caught without a 
G
ticket and be dis
C
covered beneath a 
G
truck

Now the 
G
preacher looked so 
Em
baffled when I 
G
asked him why he 
Em
dressed 

with 
G
twenty pounds of 
Em
headlines 
C
stapled to his 
D
chest

But he 
C
cursed me when I 
G
proved it to him then I 
Em
said, "Not even you can 
G
hide. 

You 
Em
see, you're just like 
G
me, I 
C
hope you're satis
G
fied

Now the 
G
rainman gave me two 
Em
cures then he 
G
said, Jump right 
Em
in 

The 
G
one was Texas 
Em
medicine the 
C
other was just railroad 
D
gin

And 
C
like a fool I 
G
mixed them and it 
Em
strangled up my 
G
mind 

and now, 
Em
people just get 
G
uglier and I 
C
have no sense of 
G
time

When 
G
Ruthie says come 
Em
see her in her 
G
honky-tonk la
Em
goon 

where I can 
G
watch her waltz for 
Em
free 'neath her 
C
Panamanian 
D
moon

 
C
I say, Aw come 
G
on now you 
Em
know about my 
G
debutante, 

she says your 
Em
debutante just knows what you 
G
need, 
C
I know what you 
G
want

Now the 
G
bricks lay on 
Em
Grand Street where the 
G
neon madmen 
Em
climb 

they 
G
all fall there so 
Em
perfectly, it 
C
all seems so well 
D
timed

And 
C
here I sit so 
G
patiently 
Em
waiting to find out what 
G
price 

you 
Em
have to pay to get 
G
out of going 
C
through all these things 
G
twice