Tupelo Mississippi Flash Songtext
von Jerry Reed

I′m gonna tell you a story that's all about
This job I had one time as a talent scout, um
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, um
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 Bodegard Rippy"
I come to you from Tupelo, Mississippi
I write songs and l'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 will 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
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 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 his aero plane
Well, chauffeur, so good, I always say
Tupelo Mississippi, who ever heard of it, why

I′ll kill the boy
Help him, somebody