Luyện nghe bài hát Guitar Man

Well, I my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye
By sundown I'd left
With my guitar my coat
I hitchhiked all the way to Memphis
Got a room at the
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them
Just for a place to play
Well, I my pickin' would set 'em on fire
But wanted to hire a guitar man

Well, I nearly 'bout to death down in Memphis
I run outta and luck
So I bought me a ride down to Macon,
On a overloaded truck
I thumbed on to Panama City
Started pickin' out o' them all night bars
Hopin' I could make a dollar
Makin' on my guitar
I got the same old at them all night piers
There ain't no around here for a guitar man
We don't need a man, son

So I in the hobo jungles
Roamed a miles of track
Till I found myself in Alabama
At a club they Big Jack's
A four-piece band was jammin'
So I took my and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would sound
a swingin' little guitar man
'em, son

If you take a trip down to the ocean
Find yourself down Mobile
Make it on out to a club called
If you got a little time to
follow that crowd of people
You'll up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little five group
Up and the Gulf of Mexico
Guess who's leadin' five-piece band
Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little man