Guitar Man - Bob Luman

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

Hitchhiked down to Memphis I got a room at the YMCA

For the next three weeks I went a hountin' them night clubs

Looking for a place to play

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

But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man

No they didn’t hey hey hey keep a kyo yodel hoo hey hey sock it to son

Well I nearly bout starved to death down in Memphis I run out of money and luck

And I bummed me a ride down to Macon Georgia on a overloaded poultry truck

Hitchhiked down to Panama City started checkin' out them all night bars

Hopin' I could make myself a dollar makin' music on my guitar

Well I thought my pickin' would set 'rm on fire

But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man

No they didn’t hey hey hey keep a kyo yodel hoo hey hey hook it to son

So if you ever take a trip down to the ocean find yourself down round Mobile

Just make it on out to the club called Jack’s if you got a little time to kill

You’ll find that crowd of people out on this dance floor

Diggin' the finest little five piece group up and down the Gulf of Mexico

And wouldn’t know who’s leadin' that band

Why wouldn’t you know it’s that swingin' little swingin' little guitar man

Yes he is hey hey hey keep a kyo yodel hoo hey hey take it on out

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