Tom Jones — Tupelo Mississippi Flash

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 got a 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 that'll knock your head in the creek 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 sent him on his way Well, the boss got back And we both had a laugh When I told him About the Tupelo, Mississippi Flash And pretty soon I had the story circling around About this Mississippi nut That we had in our town I said, "watch him everybody The boy's squirrely He walks around calling himself The Tupelo, Mississippi Flash" 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 jockey raving about A brand new smash By a kid called The Tupelo, Mississippi Flash I almost wrecked my automobile I went through red lights 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 learning real fast I'm driving the bus For the Tupelo, Mississippi Flash And his Cadillac I'm driving that for him too And that yacht he's got And is that big fat airplane Well, chauffeur, show good I always say Tupelo, Mississippi, who ever heard of it