Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Guitar Do The Talkin'

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

When the crowd in they were a motley mix
There were truckers and and locals from the sticks
Each one meaner than a in a cage
And the biggest one right up to the stage

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

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

Now he was over in the with a Chesire smile
The lookin' thing in seventeen miles
Sittin' there my poor heart sweat
I my chances were a long shot bet

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

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

In a world of too words
Sometimes your point is hard to get
I think I figured out a little way of getting through
I just put it on, it up and pull out the chord
on, count it on, open up my heart and soul

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