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Elvis Presley - Guitar Man текст песни

Исполнитель: Elvis Presley

альбом: The 50 Greatest Hits


Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
And left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown, I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks, I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire
But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man
Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis
I run outta money and luck
So, I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
On an overloaded poultry truck
I thumbed on down to Panama City
Started pickin' out some of them all night bars
I hopin' I could make myself a dollar
Makin' music on my guitar
I got the same old story at them all my peers
"There ain't no room around here for a guitar man"
"We don't need a guitar man, son"
So, I slept in the hobo jungles
Roamed a thousand miles off track
'Til I found myself in Mobile, Alabama
At a club they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was jammin'
So, I took my guitar, and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
With a swingin' little guitar man
"Show 'em, son"

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

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