Luyện nghe bài hát Guitar Man

Well, I quit my job down at the car
Left my mama a note
By sundown I'd left
my guitar under my coat
I all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the
For the next three weeks I went huntin' nights
Just lookin' for a place to
Well, I thought my would set 'em on fire
But wanted to hire a guitar man

Well, I nearly 'bout to death down in Memphis
I run outta and luck
So I bought me a ride to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded poultry
I thumbed on to Panama City
Started out some o' them all night bars
I could make myself a dollar
Makin' on my guitar
I got the same old story at them all piers
There no room around here for a guitar man
We need a guitar man, son

So I in the hobo jungles
Roamed a thousand miles of
Till I found myself in Mobile
At a they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was
So I my guitar and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would like
a swingin' little guitar man
'em, son

If you ever take a down to the ocean
Find yourself down Mobile
it on out to a club called Jack's
If you got a little time to
Just follow crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance
Diggin' the finest little five piece
Up and the Gulf of Mexico
Guess who's leadin' five-piece band
Well, wouldn't ya know, that swingin' little guitar man