Guitar Man Lyrics - Elvis 75 - Elvis Presley

Well, I quit my job down at the car wash, 

Left my mama a goodbye note, 

By sundown I'd left Kingston, 

With my guitar under my coat, 

I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, 

Got a room at the YMCA, 

For the next three weeks I went huntin' them night clubs 

Lookin' for a place to play, 

Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire, 

But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man. 

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Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis, 

I run outta money and luck, 

So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia, 

On a overloaded poultry truck, 

I thumbed on down to Panama City, 

Started pickin' out some o' them all night bars, 

Hopin' I could make myself a dollar, 

Makin' music on my guitar, 

I got the same old story at them all night piers, 

There ain't no room around here for a guitar man 

(We don't need a guitar man, son) 

So I slept in the hobo jungles, 

Roamed a thousand miles of track, 

Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama, 

At a club they call Big Jack's, 

A little four-piece band was jammin', 

So I took my guitar and I sat in, 

I showed 'em what a band would sound like, 

With a swingin' little guitar man. 

(Show 'em, son) 

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If you ever take a trip down to the ocean, 

Find yourself down around Mobile, 

Make it on out to a club called Jack's, 

If you got a little time to kill, 

Just follow that crowd of people, 

You'll wind up out on his dance floor, 

Diggin' the finest little five-piece group, 

Up and down the Gulf of Mexico, 

Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band, 

Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man.