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 D7 G7 But nobody wanted to hire a guitar 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, G7sus4 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 D7 There ain't no room around here for 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 G7 Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band, Well, wouldn't ya know, D7 G7 D7 it's that swingin' little guitar man.
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