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Trouble / Guitar Man (Comeback Special '68) Karaoke - Elvis Presley

To nagranie jest coverem Trouble / Guitar Man (Comeback Special '68) rozsławionym przez Elvis Presley

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About

Tempo: variable (around 111 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: C, D, E

Czas trwania: 03:23 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:41

Data wydania: 1968
Genres: Rock & Roll, Rock , W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller, Jerry Hubbard Reed

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Tekst Trouble / Guitar Man (Comeback Special '68)

If you're looking for trouble you came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble just look right in my face
I was born standing up and talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil my middle name is Misery, oh
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me
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
And 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
So I slept in the hobo jungles
I 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
Hum hum, hum
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
Yeah, baby
Yes I'm
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