Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarman

Well I quit my job at the carwash
Left my mother a goodbye
By sundown I left with my guitar under my coat
Hitchiked all the way down to
Got a room at the
For the next three went hunting at nights
Just looking for a place to
Well I my picking would set them on fire
But wanted to hire a guitarman

Well I starved to death down in Memphis
I run out of money and
So I bummed me a ride down to Mecon,
On an overloaded poultry
Thumbed on down to City
Started at some of them all night bars
I could make myself a dollar making music on my guitar
Got the old story the moment I'd appear
There room around here for a guitarman
need a guitarman son

So I in the hobo jungles
I roamed thousand of track
Till I find in Mobile, Alabama
At a club call Big Jacks
A four piece band was jamming
So I took my and I sat in
I showed em what a band would like
With a little guitarman

em son

If you ever a trip down to the ocean
yourself down around Mobile
Make it on out to a called Jacks
If you got a little to kill
Just that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his floor
Digging the little five piece group
Up and down the of Mexico
Guess who's leading that piece band
you know it's that swinging little guitarman

"he was a degenerate"