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Jerry Reed
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Tupelo Mississippi Flash - Buddha Remastered - 2000
I? m gonna tell you a story that? s all about This job I had one time as a talent scout
I had a hard day at the office and the boss wasn? t in town The day this hired legged guitar picker just happened to come around Well, he walks into my office with a great big grin And folks that? s where my story really begins
He said,? Son my name is Boregard Rippy I come to you from Tupelo Mississippi I write songs that? ll sing like a bird I play licks on my guitar like you ain? t never heard'
'But I? m down on my luck, things are just a little slack I gotta quarter in my pocket and a shirt on my back But you buy me some supper, give me a place I can sleep' He said,? I? ll sing you some songs That? ll knock your head to creak, I got talent boy' Said, 'Back home they call me the Tupelo Mississippi Flash'
Well, I knew I was in a room with some kind of a nut When he pulled out that pack of used cigarette butts So that? s when I told him,? We can? t use you today? So I handed the boy a dollar and I sent him on his way
Well, the boss got back and we both had a laugh When I told him? bout the Tupelo Mississippi Flash And pretty soon I had the story circlin' around Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com About this Mississippi nut that we had in our town
I said,? Watch him everybody, the boy? s squirrely He walks around callin' himself the Tupelo Mississippi Flash?
Well, and it happened one day while I was drivin' to my home I just happened to have my car radio on When I heard the jockey ravin' about a brand new smash By a kid called the Tupelo Mississippi Flash
Well, I almost wrecked my automobile I went through a red light, I hit the traffic cop, why
Well, my story? s got an ending and it? s short and sweet The boss man he fired me and left me out in the street But I got a new job now and I? m learnin? real fast I? m drivin? the bus for the Tupelo Mississippi Flash
And his Cadillac, I? m driving that for him too And that yacht he? s got, and his aeroplane Well, chauffeur, so good, I always say Tupelo Mississippi, who ever heard of it, why
I'll kill the boy Help him somebody
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