Luyện nghe bài hát Guitar Man

Well, I quit my job down at the car
my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd Kingston
With my guitar under my
I hitchhiked all the way down to
Got a room at the
For the next three weeks I went huntin' nights
Just for a place to play
Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on
But wanted to hire a guitar man

Well, I 'bout starved to death down in Memphis
I run money and luck
So I bought me a down to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded truck
I thumbed on to Panama City
Started pickin' out o' them all night bars
I could make myself a dollar
Makin' music on my
I got the same old story at them all night
There ain't no around here for a guitar man
We need a guitar man, son

So I slept in the jungles
Roamed a thousand miles of
Till I found myself in Alabama
At a club call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was
So I took my and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band sound like
With a little guitar man
'em, son

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