Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Guitar Do The Talkin'

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

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

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

I let the guitar do the talkin' and the whole started 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'

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

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

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

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

And let the guitar do the talkin', and the whole place rockin'
My fingertips aren't 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, stop the squalkin', just let the do the talkin'
Let the do the talkin'