Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarman

Well I quit my job at the carwash
Left my mother a note
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar under my
Hitchiked all the way to Memphis
Got a at the YMCA
For the next three weeks went hunting at
Just looking for a to play
I thought my picking would set them on fire
But wanted to hire a guitarman

Well I nearly to death down in Memphis
I run out of and luck
So I bummed me a ride down to Mecon,
On an overloaded truck
Thumbed on down to City
Started at some of them all night bars
Hoping I make myself a dollar making music on my guitar
Got the same old the moment I'd appear
There ain't room here for a guitarman
need a guitarman son

So I slept in the jungles
I roamed thousand miles of
Till I myself in Mobile, Alabama
At a they call Big Jacks
A little four piece was jamming
So I my guitar and I sat in
I showed em what a would sound like
With a swinging little

em son

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

"he was a degenerate"