The bag man walks in circles Up and down the block I'd ask him what the matter is But you know that he don't talk And the ladies treat him kindly As they furnish him with tea But deep inside my heart, babe I know it cannot be Oh, mama Could this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again There's an old queen in the alley Behind the small hotel Talkin' to some French girl Who said she knew me well I've got to listen closely To see if she spills the beans 'Cause he knows, I know, she knows, they know But we don't know what it means Oh, mama Could this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again The cat-girl said come see her In a honky-tonk saloon But I used to see her dance for free Beneath the Panamanian moon I said, oh, now cool it, baby You know 'bout my debutante She said she just knows what you need But I know what you want Oh, mama Could this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again The doctor gave me two choices Then he said jump right in One was Texas medicine And the other was railroad gin Like a fool, I mixed them And it scrambled up my mind Now the people all get uglier And I've lost all track of time Oh, mama Could this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Oh, mama