Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Guitar Do The Talkin'

I was in a band, we scheduled to appear
At a little roadhouse called the 'Get Here'
A cinder building with a hand-painted sign
Hunkered straddling the county lines

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

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

I let the do the talkin' and the whole place started rockin'
My weren't stoppin' and that big bad dude started boppin'
No need to fuss, the squalkin', just let the guitar do the talkin'

Now he was over in the corner with a smile
The best lookin' in seventeen miles
Sittin' there makin' my heart sweat
I knew my chances were a long bet

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

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

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

And let the guitar do the talkin', and the whole place started
My fingertips aren't stoppin' and that big bad dude a boppin'
No need to fuss, stop the squalkin', just let the guitar do the
No to fuss, stop the squalkin', just let the guitar do the talkin'
Let the guitar do the