Tupelo Mississippi Flash - Buddha Remastered - 2000

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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 and I 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"
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 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
 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"
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 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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Duration
02:48
Key
7
Tempo
82 BPM

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