Luyện nghe bài hát Guitarman

Well I quit my job down at the
Left my mother a goodbye
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar my coat
all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the
For the next three weeks went at nights
looking for a place to play
Well I thought my would set them on fire
But wanted to hire a guitarman

Well I nearly to death down in Memphis
I run out of money and
So I bummed me a ride down to Mecon,
On an poultry truck
on down to Panama City
Started picking at some of all night bars
Hoping I could make myself a dollar making music on my
Got the same old the moment I'd appear
There room around here for a guitarman
Don't need a son

So I slept in the jungles
I roamed thousand miles of
I find myself in Mobile, Alabama
At a club call Big Jacks
A little four piece band was
So I my guitar and I sat in
I em what a band would sound like
With a little guitarman

em son

If you ever take a trip down to the
Find yourself around Mobile
Make it on out to a club called
If you got a time to kill
Just that crowd of people
wind up out on his dance floor
Digging the finest little five group
Up and down the Gulf of
Guess who's that five piece band
Wouldn't you know it's that little guitarman

"he was a degenerate"