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Letra actual de la canción
(Words & music by Leiber - Stoller)<br />If you're looking for trouble<br />You came to the right place<br />If you're looking for trouble<br />Just look right in my face<br />I was born standing up<br />And talking back<br />My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack<br />Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery<br />Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me<br /><br />Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,<br />Left my mama a goodbye note,<br />By sundown Id left kingston,<br />With my guitar under my coat,<br />I hitchhiked all the way down to memphis,<br />Got a room at the ymca,<br />For the next three weeks I went huntin them nights,<br />Just lookin for a place to play,<br />Well, I thought my pickin would set em on fire,<br />But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man.<br /><br />Well, I nearly bout starved to death down in memphis,<br />I run outta money and luck,<br />So I bought me a ride down to macon, georgia,<br />On a overloaded poultry truck,<br />I thumbed on down to panama city,<br />Started pickin out some o them all night bars,<br />Hopin I could make myself a dollar,<br />Makin music on my guitar,<br />I got the same old story at them all night piers,<br />There aint no room around here for a guitar man<br />We dont need a guitar man, son<br /><br />So I slept in the hobo jungles,<br />Roamed a thousand miles of track,<br />Till I found myself in mobile alabama,<br />At a club they call big jacks,<br />A little four-piece band was jammin,<br />So I took my guitar and I sat in,<br />I showed em what a band would sound like,<br />With a swingin little guitar man.<br />Show em, son<br /><br />If you ever take a trip down to the ocean,<br />Find yourself down around mobile,<br />Make it on out to a club called jacks,<br />If you got a little time to kill,<br />Just follow that crowd of people,<br />Youll wind up out on his dance floor,<br />Diggin the finest little five-piece group,<br />Up and down the gulf of mexico,<br />Guess whos leadin that five-piece band,<br />Well, wouldnt ya know, its that swingin little guitar man.
Letra nueva de la canción
(Words & music by Leiber - Stoller)<br />If you're looking for trouble<br />You came to the right place<br />If you're looking for trouble<br />Just look right in my face<br />I was born standing up<br />And talking back<br />My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack<br />Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery<br />Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me<br /><br />Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,<br />Left my mama a goodbye note,<br />By sundown Id left kingston,<br />With my guitar under my coat,<br />I hitchhiked all the way down to memphis,<br />Got a room at the ymca,<br />For the next three weeks I went huntin them nights,<br />Just lookin for a place to play,<br />Well, I thought my pickin would set em on fire,<br />But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man.<br /><br />Well, I nearly bout starved to death down in memphis,<br />I run outta money and luck,<br />So I bought me a ride down to macon, georgia,<br />On a overloaded poultry truck,<br />I thumbed on down to panama city,<br />Started pickin out some o them all night bars,<br />Hopin I could make myself a dollar,<br />Makin music on my guitar,<br />I got the same old story at them all night piers,<br />There aint no room around here for a guitar man<br />We dont need a guitar man, son<br /><br />So I slept in the hobo jungles,<br />Roamed a thousand miles of track,<br />Till I found myself in mobile alabama,<br />At a club they call big jacks,<br />A little four-piece band was jammin,<br />So I took my guitar and I sat in,<br />I showed em what a band would sound like,<br />With a swingin little guitar man.<br />Show em, son<br /><br />If you ever take a trip down to the ocean,<br />Find yourself down around mobile,<br />Make it on out to a club called jacks,<br />If you got a little time to kill,<br />Just follow that crowd of people,<br />Youll wind up out on his dance floor,<br />Diggin the finest little five-piece group,<br />Up and down the gulf of mexico,<br />Guess whos leadin that five-piece band,<br />Well, wouldnt ya know, its that swingin little guitar man.
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