Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarman

Well I quit my job down at the
Left my a goodbye note
By sundown I Kingston with my guitar under my coat
all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the
For the next weeks went hunting at nights
looking for a place to play
Well I my picking would set them on fire
But nobody to hire a guitarman

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

So I in the hobo jungles
I roamed miles of track
Till I find myself in Mobile,
At a they call Big Jacks
A four piece band was jamming
So I took my and I sat in
I showed em a band would sound like
a swinging little guitarman

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 that of people
You'll wind up out on his floor
the finest little five piece group
Up and the Gulf of Mexico
Guess leading that five piece band
Wouldn't you know it's that little guitarman

"he was a degenerate"