Guitar Man
Jerry Reed
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D7 Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,D7 Left my mama a goodbye note,By sundown I'd left Kingston,D7 With my guitar under my coat,G7sus4 G7 I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis,G7 Got a room at the YMCA,D7 For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights,D7 Just lookin' for a place to play,A7 Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire,G7 But nobody wanted to hire a guitarD7 G7 man. [Verse]D7 Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis,D7 I run outta money and luck,D7 So I bummed me a ride down to Macon, Georgia,D7 On a overloaded poultry truck,Continúa después del anuncioG7sus4 G7 I thumbed on down to Panama City,G7 Started pickin' out some of them all night bars,D7 Hopin' I could make myself a dollar,D7 Makin' music on my guitar,A7 Got the same old story at them all night piers,G7 There ain't no room around here forD7 a guitar man [Spoken] N.C. We don't need a guitar man, son [Verse]G7 So I slept in the hobo jungles,G7 Roamed a thousand miles of track,D7 Til I found myself in Mobile Alabama,D7 In a club they call Big Jack's,G7 A little four-piece band was jammin',G7 So I took my guitar and I sat in,E7 I showed 'em what a band would sound like,A7 With a swingin' little guitar man. [Spoken] N.C. Show 'em, son [Chorus]D7 If you ever take a trip down to the ocean,find yourself down around Mobile,D7 Make it on out to a club called Jack's, If you got a little time to kill,G7sus4 G7 Just follow that crowd of people,You'll wind up out on his dance floor,D7 Diggin' the finest little five-piece group,Up and down the Gulf of Mexico,A7 Guess who's leadin' thatG7 five-piece band, Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitarD7 G7 D7 man.