Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guitarman, artist - The Jesus & Mary Chain. Album song Honey's Dead, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 22.09.2011
Record label: Warner Music UK
Song language: English
Guitarman |
Well I quit my job down at the carwash |
Left my mother a goodbye note |
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar under my coat |
Hitchiked all the way down to Memphis |
Got a room at the YMCA |
For the next three weeks went hunting at nights |
Just looking for a place to play |
Well I thought my picking would set them on fire |
But nobody wanted to hire a guitarman |
Well I nearly starved to death down in Memphis |
I run out of money and luck |
So I bummed me a ride down to Mecon, Georgia |
On an overloaded poultry truck |
Thumbed on down to Panama City |
Started picking at some of them all night bars |
Hoping I could make myself a dollar making music on my guitar |
Got the same old story the moment I’d appear |
There ain’t room around here for a guitarman |
Don’t need a guitarman son |
So I slept in the hobo jungles |
I roamed thousand miles of track |
Till I find myself in Mobile, Alabama |
At a club they call Big Jacks |
A little four piece band was jamming |
So I took my guitar and I sat in |
I showed em what a band would sound like |
With a swinging little guitarman |
Show em son |
If you ever take a trip down to the ocean |
Find yourself down around Mobile |
Make it on out to a club called Jacks |
If you got a little time to kill |
Just follow that crowd of people |
You’ll wind up out on his dance floor |
Digging the finest little five piece group |
Up and down the Gulf of Mexico |
Guess who’s leading that five piece band |
Wouldn’t you know it’s that swinging little guitarman |
«he was a degenerates degenerate» |