Lirik Lagu Guitar Man (Alternate Take) - Elvis Presley
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
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, 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.
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, 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.
