Tupelo Mississippi Flash 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 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