Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Guitar Do The Talkin'

I was in a band, we were to appear
At a little called the 'Get Down Here'
A block building with a hand-painted sign
Hunkered down straddling the county

When the rolled in they were a motley mix
There were truckers and bikers and locals the sticks
Each one meaner a cougar in a cage
And the biggest one swaggered up to the stage

He said, "We've heard everybody from Allen Coe
To Chuck singing 'Go Johnny Go Go'
Got an autographed picture of Elvis on the
So tell me what you got to say for yourself?"

I let the guitar do the talkin' and the whole place rockin'
My fingertips weren't stoppin' and that big bad dude boppin'
No to fuss, stop the squalkin', just let the guitar do the talkin'

Now he was over in the corner with a Chesire
The best lookin' thing in seventeen
there makin' my poor heart sweat
I knew my chances were a shot bet

Because a boy like that, heard every line
And I've never been the silver kind
I figured I had me one good
Of gettin' that boy to

So I up my amp
I let the guitar do the and the whole place started rockin'
My fingertips weren't stoppin' and that big bad started boppin'
No to fuss, stop the squalkin', just let the guitar do the talkin'

In a world of too many
Sometimes your is hard to get heard
I I figured out a little way of getting mine through
I just put it on, tune it up and out the chord
Power on, count it on, open up my heart and

And let the guitar do the talkin', and the place started rockin'
My fingertips aren't stoppin' and that big bad dude a boppin'
No need to fuss, stop the squalkin', let the guitar do the talkin'
No need to fuss, stop the squalkin', let the guitar do the talkin'
Let the guitar do the