Tupelo Mississippi Flash (Stereo Edit Version) - Tom Jones

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

And things are just a little slack

I gotta quarter in my pocket

And a shirt on my back

You buy me some supper

And give me a place I can sleep

I'll sing you some songs

That'll rock your head on the beg

I got talent boy

Said back home

That home me that tupelo Mississippi flash

Yeah

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 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 circling around

About this Mississippi nut

That we have enough

Time

I said

Watch him everybody

The boy's squirrelly

He walks around calling himself

The tupelo Mississippi flash

Woaahh

Well it happened one day

While I was driving to my home

I just happened to have the car radio on

When I heard the pocket raving about

A brand new smash

By a kid called

The tupelo Mississippi flash

Almost wrecked my automobile

I went through red light

I hit the traffic cop

Well my story's got an ending

And it's short and sweet

You know the boss man he fired me

And left me out in the street

But I got a new job now

And I'm as learnin' real fast

I'm drivin' the bus

For the tupelo Mississippi flash

Oh and his the cadillac

I'm driving that for him too

And that yacht he's got

Admit It's a air plane

Oh chauffeur show good I always say

Tupelo Mississippi who ever heard of it

Oh I don't kill the burn

Every Somebody