Chords for Guitar Man (Buddha Remastered - 2000)

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_ _ [C#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] Well, I quit [C#] my job down at the car wash and left my mama a goodbye note.
By sundown I'd left Kingston with my guitar under my coat.
I [C#m] hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, got a room at the YMCA.
[C#] For the next three weeks I went a-hauntin' them nightclubs lookin' for a place to play.
[G#] Well, I thought my pickin' would set them on fire, [F#] but nobody wanted to hire a [C#] guitar man.
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ Well, I nearly [C#] about starved to death down in Memphis.
I'd run out of money and hook.
So I bummed me a ride down to Macon, Georgia, on an overloaded poacher truck.
I [F#] thumbed on down to Panama City, started checkin' out some of them all-night bars.
Hopin' I could make myself a dollar makin' music on my guitar.
[G#] Got the same old story to them all-night peers.
[F#] There ain't no room around here for a [C#] guitar man.
We don't need a guitar man, son. _
[F#] So I slept in Hobo Jungles, farmed a thousand miles of track,
[C#] till I found myself in Mobile, Alabama at a club named Big Jacks.
[C#m] A little four-piece band was jammin', so I took my guitar and I set in.
[D#] I showed them what a band would sound like [G#] with a swingin' little guitar man.
Show [C#] them, son.
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_ _ [G#] So if you [C#] ever take a trip down to the ocean, find yourself down around Mobile,
Well, make it on out to the club called Jacks and you've got a little time to kill.
Just [F#] follow that crowd of people, you'll wind up out on to his dance floor.
[C#] Diggin' to find the state of five-piece groove up and down the Gulf of Mexico.
[G#] And guess who was leadin' that five-piece [F#] band?
Why, wouldn't you know?
It's that swingin' little guitar man.
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Yeah, hey!
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