Guitar Man Chords by Elvis Presley
Tempo:
114.45 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
G#
C#m
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[F#] [G#] Well, I quit my [C#] 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 [F#] hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, got a room at the YMCA.
[C#] For the next three weeks I went hunting them knifes and looking for a place to play.
[G#] Well, I thought my picking would set them on [F#] fire, but nobody wanted to hire a [C#] guitar man.
[F#] [G#] Well, I nearly [C#] bought straws to death down in Memphis.
I'd run out of money and luck, so I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia on an overloaded poacher truck.
I [F#] thumbed on down to Panama City and started [C#m] picking out some of them all-night bars.
[C#] I was hoping I could make myself a dollar making music on my guitar.
[G#] I got the same old story with them all-night [F#] peers.
There ain't no room around [C#] here for a guitar man.
We don't need a guitar [C#] man, son.
[F#] So I slept in the hobo jungles.
I roamed a thousand miles a track [C#] until I found myself in Mobile, Alabama.
I had a club there called Big Jacks.
[F#] A little four-piece band was jamming, so I took my guitar and I set in.
[D#] I showed them what a band would sound like.
[G#] Well, there's a swinging little guitar band.
Show [C#] them, son.
[F#] [C#m] [C#]
[F#]
[C#] [G#]
[C#] [G#]
If you [C#] ever take a trip down to the ocean, find yourself down around Mobile.
Make it on out to a club called Jack if you got a little time to kill.
[F#] Just follow that crowd of people.
You'll [C#m] wind up out on his dance floor.
[C#] I'm digging to find this little five-piece group up and down the Gulf of Mexico.
[G#] Guess who's leading that five [F#]-piece band?
Wouldn't you know it's that swinging [C#] little guitar man.
Yeah, [F#] yeah.
[C#]
[F#] [C#]
[G#]
By sundown I'd left Kingston with my guitar under my coat.
I [F#] hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, got a room at the YMCA.
[C#] For the next three weeks I went hunting them knifes and looking for a place to play.
[G#] Well, I thought my picking would set them on [F#] fire, but nobody wanted to hire a [C#] guitar man.
[F#] [G#] Well, I nearly [C#] bought straws to death down in Memphis.
I'd run out of money and luck, so I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia on an overloaded poacher truck.
I [F#] thumbed on down to Panama City and started [C#m] picking out some of them all-night bars.
[C#] I was hoping I could make myself a dollar making music on my guitar.
[G#] I got the same old story with them all-night [F#] peers.
There ain't no room around [C#] here for a guitar man.
We don't need a guitar [C#] man, son.
[F#] So I slept in the hobo jungles.
I roamed a thousand miles a track [C#] until I found myself in Mobile, Alabama.
I had a club there called Big Jacks.
[F#] A little four-piece band was jamming, so I took my guitar and I set in.
[D#] I showed them what a band would sound like.
[G#] Well, there's a swinging little guitar band.
Show [C#] them, son.
[F#] [C#m] [C#]
[F#]
[C#] [G#]
[C#] [G#]
If you [C#] ever take a trip down to the ocean, find yourself down around Mobile.
Make it on out to a club called Jack if you got a little time to kill.
[F#] Just follow that crowd of people.
You'll [C#m] wind up out on his dance floor.
[C#] I'm digging to find this little five-piece group up and down the Gulf of Mexico.
[G#] Guess who's leading that five [F#]-piece band?
Wouldn't you know it's that swinging [C#] little guitar man.
Yeah, [F#] yeah.
[C#]
[F#] [C#]
[G#]
Key:
C#
F#
G#
C#m
D#
C#
F#
G#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ [G#] _ Well, I quit my [C#] 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 [F#] hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, got a room at the YMCA.
[C#] For the next three weeks I went hunting them knifes and looking for a place to play.
[G#] Well, I thought my picking would set them on [F#] fire, but nobody wanted to hire a [C#] guitar man. _
_ [F#] _ [G#] _ Well, I nearly [C#] bought straws to death down in Memphis.
I'd run out of money and luck, so I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia on an overloaded poacher truck.
I [F#] thumbed on down to Panama City and started [C#m] picking out some of them all-night bars.
[C#] I was hoping I could make myself a dollar making music on my guitar.
[G#] I got the same old story with them all-night [F#] peers.
There ain't no room around [C#] here for a guitar man.
We don't need a guitar [C#] man, son.
_ [F#] So I slept in the hobo jungles.
I roamed a thousand miles a track [C#] until I found myself in Mobile, Alabama.
I had a club there called Big Jacks.
[F#] A little four-piece band was jamming, so I took my guitar and I set in.
[D#] I showed them what a band would sound like.
[G#] Well, there's a swinging little guitar band.
Show [C#] them, son. _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#]
If you [C#] ever take a trip down to the ocean, find yourself down around Mobile.
Make it on out to a club called Jack if you got a little time to kill.
[F#] Just follow that crowd of people.
You'll [C#m] wind up out on his dance floor.
[C#] I'm digging to find this little five-piece group up and down the Gulf of Mexico.
[G#] Guess who's leading that five [F#]-piece band?
Wouldn't you know it's that swinging [C#] little guitar man.
Yeah, [F#] yeah. _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ [G#] _ Well, I quit my [C#] 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 [F#] hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, got a room at the YMCA.
[C#] For the next three weeks I went hunting them knifes and looking for a place to play.
[G#] Well, I thought my picking would set them on [F#] fire, but nobody wanted to hire a [C#] guitar man. _
_ [F#] _ [G#] _ Well, I nearly [C#] bought straws to death down in Memphis.
I'd run out of money and luck, so I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia on an overloaded poacher truck.
I [F#] thumbed on down to Panama City and started [C#m] picking out some of them all-night bars.
[C#] I was hoping I could make myself a dollar making music on my guitar.
[G#] I got the same old story with them all-night [F#] peers.
There ain't no room around [C#] here for a guitar man.
We don't need a guitar [C#] man, son.
_ [F#] So I slept in the hobo jungles.
I roamed a thousand miles a track [C#] until I found myself in Mobile, Alabama.
I had a club there called Big Jacks.
[F#] A little four-piece band was jamming, so I took my guitar and I set in.
[D#] I showed them what a band would sound like.
[G#] Well, there's a swinging little guitar band.
Show [C#] them, son. _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#]
If you [C#] ever take a trip down to the ocean, find yourself down around Mobile.
Make it on out to a club called Jack if you got a little time to kill.
[F#] Just follow that crowd of people.
You'll [C#m] wind up out on his dance floor.
[C#] I'm digging to find this little five-piece group up and down the Gulf of Mexico.
[G#] Guess who's leading that five [F#]-piece band?
Wouldn't you know it's that swinging [C#] little guitar man.
Yeah, [F#] yeah. _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _