Trouble / Guitar Man (Opening) - Takes 6 & 7
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Trouble
(Take six)
It's a peacock
(Looking for trouble, she lives at my place)
(I'll say it, man)
(One, two, three, four, five, six)
If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standin' up
And talkin' back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil
My middle name is misery
Well, I'm evil, yeah
Oh, don't you mess around with me
Look at that damn dog
God help us
Dog ran out of the studio, man
(Hey, Billy)
(Billy)
(Seven)
(Guitar Man opening)
(One, two, three, four, five, six)
If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standin' up
And talkin' back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil
My middle name is misery
Well, I'm evil
So don't you mess around with me
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
And for the next three weeks I went huntin' them nightclubs
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 ran 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 of them all night bars
Hoping I could make myself a dollar
Makin' music on my guitar
I got the same old story as them all night piers
You know there ain't no room around here for a guitar man
So I slept in a hobo jungle
I roamed a thousand miles of track
'Til 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 jammed in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
With a swingin' little guitar man
Show 'em, son
Now, 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
And 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
Well, guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
Well, wouldn't you know
It's the guitar man
(Take six)
It's a peacock
(Looking for trouble, she lives at my place)
(I'll say it, man)
(One, two, three, four, five, six)
If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standin' up
And talkin' back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil
My middle name is misery
Well, I'm evil, yeah
Oh, don't you mess around with me
Look at that damn dog
God help us
Dog ran out of the studio, man
(Hey, Billy)
(Billy)
(Seven)
(Guitar Man opening)
(One, two, three, four, five, six)
If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standin' up
And talkin' back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil
My middle name is misery
Well, I'm evil
So don't you mess around with me
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
And for the next three weeks I went huntin' them nightclubs
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 ran 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 of them all night bars
Hoping I could make myself a dollar
Makin' music on my guitar
I got the same old story as them all night piers
You know there ain't no room around here for a guitar man
So I slept in a hobo jungle
I roamed a thousand miles of track
'Til 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 jammed in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
With a swingin' little guitar man
Show 'em, son
Now, 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
And 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
Well, guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
Well, wouldn't you know
It's the guitar man
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.67] Trouble
[00:03.25] (Take six)
[00:05.69] It's a peacock
[00:08.09] (Looking for trouble, she lives at my place)
[00:11.63] (I'll say it, man)
[00:13.80] (One, two, three, four, five, six)
[00:20.56] If you're looking for trouble
[00:23.59] You came to the right place
[00:26.27] If you're looking for trouble
[00:29.19] Just look right in my face
[00:32.35] I was born standin' up
[00:34.81] And talkin' back
[00:37.01] My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
[00:41.99] Because I'm evil
[00:46.02] My middle name is misery
[00:53.42] Well, I'm evil, yeah
[00:57.91] Oh, don't you mess around with me
[01:01.05]
[01:20.44] Look at that damn dog
[01:21.68]
[01:34.15] God help us
[01:38.01] Dog ran out of the studio, man
[01:41.23] (Hey, Billy)
[01:42.43] (Billy)
[01:44.65] (Seven)
[01:45.93] (Guitar Man opening)
[01:48.97] (One, two, three, four, five, six)
[01:55.21] If you're looking for trouble
[01:58.19] You came to the right place
[02:01.05] If you're looking for trouble
[02:03.78] Just look right in my face
[02:06.69] I was born standin' up
[02:09.56] And talkin' back
[02:11.74] My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
[02:16.84] Because I'm evil
[02:20.94] My middle name is misery
[02:28.25] Well, I'm evil
[02:32.59] So don't you mess around with me
[02:35.55]
[02:59.74] Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
[03:02.31] Left my mama a goodbye note
[03:04.57] By sundown I'd left Kingston
[03:06.42] With my guitar under my coat
[03:08.32] I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis
[03:10.45] Got a room at the YMCA
[03:12.87] And for the next three weeks I went huntin' them nightclubs
[03:15.18] Lookin' for a place to play
[03:16.10] Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire
[03:19.19] But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man
[03:21.58]
[03:30.83] Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis
[03:33.63] I ran outta money and luck
[03:35.68] So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
[03:37.89] On a overloaded poultry truck
[03:39.51] I thumbed on down to Panama City
[03:41.50] Started pickin' out some of them all night bars
[03:44.26] Hoping I could make myself a dollar
[03:46.13] Makin' music on my guitar
[03:48.07] I got the same old story as them all night piers
[03:50.03] You know there ain't no room around here for a guitar man
[03:52.72]
[03:58.45] So I slept in a hobo jungle
[04:00.55] I roamed a thousand miles of track
[04:02.59] 'Til I found myself in Mobile, Alabama
[04:04.78] At a club they call Big Jack's
[04:06.77] A little four-piece band was jammin'
[04:08.57] So I took my guitar and I jammed in
[04:11.26] I showed 'em what a band would sound like
[04:13.23] With a swingin' little guitar man
[04:14.52] Show 'em, son
[04:15.31]
[04:28.15] Now, if you ever take a trip down to the ocean
[04:30.65] Find yourself down around Mobile
[04:33.28] Make it on out to a club called Jack's
[04:35.15] If you got a little time to kill
[04:37.10] And just follow that crowd of people
[04:38.82] You'll wind up out on his dance floor
[04:41.69] Diggin' the finest little five piece group
[04:43.34] Up and down the Gulf of Mexico
[04:45.38] Well, guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
[04:47.36] Well, wouldn't you know
[04:49.04] It's the guitar man
[04:50.27]
[00:03.25] (Take six)
[00:05.69] It's a peacock
[00:08.09] (Looking for trouble, she lives at my place)
[00:11.63] (I'll say it, man)
[00:13.80] (One, two, three, four, five, six)
[00:20.56] If you're looking for trouble
[00:23.59] You came to the right place
[00:26.27] If you're looking for trouble
[00:29.19] Just look right in my face
[00:32.35] I was born standin' up
[00:34.81] And talkin' back
[00:37.01] My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
[00:41.99] Because I'm evil
[00:46.02] My middle name is misery
[00:53.42] Well, I'm evil, yeah
[00:57.91] Oh, don't you mess around with me
[01:01.05]
[01:20.44] Look at that damn dog
[01:21.68]
[01:34.15] God help us
[01:38.01] Dog ran out of the studio, man
[01:41.23] (Hey, Billy)
[01:42.43] (Billy)
[01:44.65] (Seven)
[01:45.93] (Guitar Man opening)
[01:48.97] (One, two, three, four, five, six)
[01:55.21] If you're looking for trouble
[01:58.19] You came to the right place
[02:01.05] If you're looking for trouble
[02:03.78] Just look right in my face
[02:06.69] I was born standin' up
[02:09.56] And talkin' back
[02:11.74] My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
[02:16.84] Because I'm evil
[02:20.94] My middle name is misery
[02:28.25] Well, I'm evil
[02:32.59] So don't you mess around with me
[02:35.55]
[02:59.74] Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
[03:02.31] Left my mama a goodbye note
[03:04.57] By sundown I'd left Kingston
[03:06.42] With my guitar under my coat
[03:08.32] I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis
[03:10.45] Got a room at the YMCA
[03:12.87] And for the next three weeks I went huntin' them nightclubs
[03:15.18] Lookin' for a place to play
[03:16.10] Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire
[03:19.19] But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man
[03:21.58]
[03:30.83] Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis
[03:33.63] I ran outta money and luck
[03:35.68] So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
[03:37.89] On a overloaded poultry truck
[03:39.51] I thumbed on down to Panama City
[03:41.50] Started pickin' out some of them all night bars
[03:44.26] Hoping I could make myself a dollar
[03:46.13] Makin' music on my guitar
[03:48.07] I got the same old story as them all night piers
[03:50.03] You know there ain't no room around here for a guitar man
[03:52.72]
[03:58.45] So I slept in a hobo jungle
[04:00.55] I roamed a thousand miles of track
[04:02.59] 'Til I found myself in Mobile, Alabama
[04:04.78] At a club they call Big Jack's
[04:06.77] A little four-piece band was jammin'
[04:08.57] So I took my guitar and I jammed in
[04:11.26] I showed 'em what a band would sound like
[04:13.23] With a swingin' little guitar man
[04:14.52] Show 'em, son
[04:15.31]
[04:28.15] Now, if you ever take a trip down to the ocean
[04:30.65] Find yourself down around Mobile
[04:33.28] Make it on out to a club called Jack's
[04:35.15] If you got a little time to kill
[04:37.10] And just follow that crowd of people
[04:38.82] You'll wind up out on his dance floor
[04:41.69] Diggin' the finest little five piece group
[04:43.34] Up and down the Gulf of Mexico
[04:45.38] Well, guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
[04:47.36] Well, wouldn't you know
[04:49.04] It's the guitar man
[04:50.27]