Elvis Presley

Elvis Presley - Guitar Man guitar chord

Elvis Presley

Guitar Man

Key of C#

4/4 Time

Intro:

E - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

B 8s9 9 9 9 - 8s9 9 9 9 - 8s9 9 9 9- - 8 8 7 6

G 9s10 10 10 10 - 9s10 10 10 10 - 9s10 10 10 10- –9 9 8 6

D - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

A - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

E - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

C#7

Well I quit my job down at the car wash

I left my momma a goodbye note

By sundown I’d left Kingston

With my guitar under my coat

F#7

I hitch-hiked all the way down to Memphis

Got a room at the Y.M.C.A.

C#7

For the next three weeks I went a hauntin’ them night clubs

Lookin’ for a place a play

G#7

Well I thought my pickin’ would set ‘em on fire

F#7(hold) C#7

But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man

E - - - - - - - - - - - - -

B – 8s9 9 9 9 - 8 8 7 6

G – 9s10 10 10 10 – 9 9 6 6

D - - - - - - - - - - - - -

A - - - - - - - - - - - - -

E - - - - - - - - - - - - -

C#7

Well I nearly ‘bout starved to death down in Memphis

I run outta money and luck

So I bummed me a ride down to Macon, Georgia

On a overloaded poultry truck

F#7

I thumbed on down to Panama City

Started pickin’ out some of them all-night bars

C#7

Hopin’ I could make myself a dollar

Makin’ music on my guitar

G#7

I got the same old story at them all night piers

F#7(hold)

There ain’t no room around here for a guitar man

*spoken* We don’t need no guitar man, son

F#7

So I slept in the hobo jungles

I bummed a thousand miles of track

C#7

Til I found myself in Mobile, Alabama

In a club they call “Big Jack’s”

F#7

A little four piece band was jammin’

So I took my guitar and I sat in

D#7

I showed ‘em what a band would sound like

G#7

with a swingin’ little guitar man

*spoken* Show ‘em son

Solo

C#7 / / / F#7 / / / C#7 / / / C#7

C#7 / / / C#7 / / / F#7 / / / C#7 / / /

G#7 / F#7 / C#7 / / / C#7 F#7 G7 G#7

C#7

So if you ever take a trip down to the ocean

Find yourself down around Mobile

Well make it out to a club called “Jack’s”

If you got a little time to kill

F#7

Just follow that crowd of people

You’ll wind up out on his dance floor

C#7

Diggin’ the finest little five piece group

Up and down the Gulf of Mexico

G#7

And guess who’s leadin’ that five piece band

F#7(hold)

Wouldn’t you know it’s that swingin’ little guitar man

C#7 / / / F#7 / / / C#7 / / / C#7

Yeah Yeah guitarman

Jam on the C#7 til fade out...

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