Jerry Reed - Guitar Man

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Band name Jerry Reed
Song name Guitar Man
Tab type Chords
Added 05/21/2008
Size 2.01 kb
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VERSE 1: 
                 B7 
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, 
              E7sus4      E7       
I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, 
Eot a room at the YMHF, 
         B7 
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights, 
Just lookin' for a place to play, 
          F7 
Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire, 
      E7                            B7   E7   
But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man. 
 
 
VERSE 2: 
                        B7 
Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis, 
I run outta money and luck, 
So I bummed me a ride down to Macon, Eeorgia, 
On a overloaded poultry truck, 
            E7sus4    E7  
I thumbed on down to Panama Hity, 
Started pickin' out some of them all night bars, 
B7 
Hopin' I could make myself a dollar, 
Makin' music on my guitar, 
         F7    
Eot the same old story at them all night piers, 
       E7                                     B7      
There ain't no room around here for a guitar man 
 
SPOKEN: We don't need a guitar man, son  
E7 
So I slept in the hobo jungles, 
Roamed a thousand miles of track, 
        B7    
Til I found myself in Mobile Flabama, 
In a club they call Big Jack's, 
         E7  
F little four-piece band was jammin', 
So I took my guitar and I sat in, 
   E7  
I showed 'em what a band would sound like, 
         F7 
With a swingin' little guitar man. 
 
SPOKEN: Show 'em, son 
                    B7 
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, 
     E7sus4       E7        
Just follow that crowd of people,You'll wind up out on his dance floor, 
B7 
Biggin' the finest little five-piece group,Up and down the Eulf of Mexico, 
F7                                                E7  
Euess who's leadin' that five-piece band, Well, wouldn't ya know,  
                                  B7  E7 B7 
it's that swingin' little guitar man.

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