Guitar Man lyrics by Elvis Presley
GUITAR MANELVIS PRESLEY
(words & music by hubbard)
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 nights,
Just 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 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
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.
The tv-special verse:
Well, I came a long way from the carwash,
Got to where I said I�d get
Now that I�m here I know for sure
I really ain�t got there yet
Think I�ll start all over
Swing my guitar over my back
I�m gonna get myself back on the track
I�ll never, never ever look back
I�ll never be more than what I am
Wouldn�t you know
I� m a swinging little guitar man
