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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 manWe don`t need a guitar man, sonSo 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, sonIf 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.

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