Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarman

Well I my job down at the carwash
Left my mother a goodbye
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar my coat
Hitchiked all the way to Memphis
Got a at the YMCA
For the three weeks went hunting at nights
Just for a place to play
Well I thought my picking would set on fire
But nobody wanted to hire a

Well I nearly to death down in Memphis
I run out of and luck
So I bummed me a down to Mecon, Georgia
On an poultry truck
Thumbed on down to City
Started picking at of them all night bars
Hoping I could make a dollar making music on my guitar
Got the same old story the moment I'd
There ain't room around for a guitarman
Don't a guitarman son

So I slept in the jungles
I roamed thousand miles of
Till I find myself in Mobile,
At a club call Big Jacks
A little four band was jamming
So I took my and I sat in
I showed em what a would sound like
With a swinging guitarman

em son

If you ever take a trip to the ocean
Find yourself down Mobile
Make it on out to a club Jacks
If you got a little time to
follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance
Digging the finest five piece group
Up and down the of Mexico
Guess who's leading five piece band
Wouldn't you know it's swinging little guitarman

"he was a degenerate"