Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Guitar Do The Talkin'

I was in a band, we scheduled to appear
At a little roadhouse the 'Get Down Here'
A cinder building with a hand-painted sign
Hunkered down straddling the lines

When the crowd rolled in they were a mix
There were and bikers and locals from the sticks
one meaner than a cougar in a cage
And the one swaggered right up to the stage

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

I let the guitar do the talkin' and the whole started rockin'
My fingertips stoppin' and that big bad dude started 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
Sittin' makin' my poor heart sweat
I knew my chances were a shot bet

Because a boy that, he's heard every line
And I've never been the silver tongue
I figured I had me one good
Of that boy to dance

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

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

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