Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarman

Well I quit my job down at the
Left my mother a note
By I left Kingston with my guitar under my coat
Hitchiked all the way to Memphis
Got a at the YMCA
For the next three weeks hunting at nights
looking 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 money and
So I bummed me a down to Mecon, Georgia
On an poultry truck
Thumbed on down to City
Started picking at some of them all night
I could make myself 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 slept in the hobo
I roamed thousand miles of
Till I find in Mobile, Alabama
At a club they Big Jacks
A little four band was jamming
So I took my and I sat in
I showed em what a band would sound
With a little guitarman

em son

If you ever take a trip down to the
Find down around Mobile
it on out to a club called Jacks
If you got a little time to
Just follow that crowd of
wind up out on his dance floor
Digging the finest little five piece
Up and down the of Mexico
who's leading that five piece band
Wouldn't you know it's that swinging little

"he was a degenerate"