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歌曲名 Medley Nothingville + Big Boss Man + Guitar Man + Little Egypt + Trouble+Guitar Man (Live) 歌手名 Elvis Presley

作词：Al Smith+Byers+Jerry Leiber+Jerry Reed Hubbard+Mac Davis+Billy Strange+Daniels+Luther Dixon+Mike Stoller+Davis+Dixon+Hubbard+Leiber+Carl Smith+Stoller+Strange

作曲：Al Smith+Byers+Jerry Leiber+Jerry Reed Hubbard+Mac Davis+Billy Strange+Daniels+Luther Dixon+Mike Stoller+Davis+Dixon+Hubbard+Leiber+Carl Smith+Stoller+Strange

Nothingville

Only just a two-bit town

Where nothing's real

They treat me like a country clown

Nothingville

I ain't gonna keep-a-hangin' round'

The doors keep slammin' in my face

People keep puttin' me in my place

It's a rat's race at a snail's pace

Nothingville Nothingville

Nothingville

Big boss man can't you hear me when I call

Big boss man can't you hear me when I call

Well you ain't so big you know you're just tall that's all All right

Well you got me workin' boss man

Workin' round the clock

I wanna little drink of water

But you won't let big Al stop

Big boss man now can't you hear me when I call

I said you ain't so big you know you're just tall that's all

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

I went and bought myself a ticket and I sat down in the very first row

They pulled the curtain but then when they turned the spotlight way down low

Little Egypt came out a-struttin' wearin' nothin' but a button and a bow

Singing ying ying ying ying ying ying ying ying little egypt

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 standing up

And talking 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

I've never looked for trouble

But I've never ran

I don't take no orders

From no kind of man

I'm only made out

Of flesh blood and bone

But if you're gonna start a rumble

Don't you try it on alone

Because I'm evil my middle name is misery

Well I'm evil so don't you mess around with me

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 aint no room around here for a guitar man