Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarman

Well I quit my job down at the
my mother a goodbye note
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar my coat
all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the
For the next three weeks went hunting at
Just for a place to play
Well I thought my picking would set on fire
But wanted to hire a guitarman

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

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

em son

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

"he was a degenerate"