Luyện nghe bài hát Guitar Man

Well, I quit my job at the car wash
And my mama a goodbye note
By sundown, I'd left
With my guitar up under my

I all the way down to Memphis
Got a at the YMCA
For the next weeks
I went a hauntin' them
for a place to play

Well, I my pickin'
Would set 'em on
But wanted to hire
A man

Well, I nearly 'bout to death down in Memphis
I run out of money and
So I bummed me a ride to Macon, Georgia
On a poultry truck

I thumbed on down to Panama
Started checkin' out some of them all bars
Hopin' I can make a dollar
music on my guitar

Got the same old
At all night piers
"There ain't no around here for a guitar man
We don't a guitar man, son"

So I slept in the jungles
I bummed a thousand of track
Till I found in Mobile, Alabama
In a club call Big Jack's

A little four band was jammin'
So I took my and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band sound like
With a swingin' guitar man, show 'em, son

So if you ever take a trip down to the
yourself down 'round Mobile
Well, make it on out to the club Jack's
Till you got a little to kill

follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his floor
Diggin' the finest five piece group
Up and the Gulf of Mexico

And guess who's
That five band
Why, you know
It's that swingin' guitar man, yeah