Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guitar Man, artist - Jerry Reed. Date of issue: 30.10.1994
Song language: English
Guitar Man |
| Well I quit my job down at the carwash I 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 a hountin' 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 |
| Well I nearly bout starved to death down in Memphis I run out of money and luck |
| So I bummed me a ride down to Macon Georgia on a overloaded poultry truck |
| I thumbed on down to Panama City started checkin' out some of them all night |
| bars |
| Hopin' I can make myself a dollar makin' music on my guitar |
| 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 I bummed a thousand miles of track |
| Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama in 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 |
| So if you ever take a trip down to the ocean find yourself down round Mobile |
| Well make it on out to the 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 |
| And guess who’s leadin' that five piece band |
| Why wouldn’t you know it’s that swingin' little guitar man yeah |