Elvis Presley Trouble-Guitar Man

Elvis Presley Trouble-Guitar Man
Elvis performed Trouble and Guitar Man together in the opening sequence of the NBC 1968 Special, which aired December 3, 1968. The instrumental track of these songs were recorded June 20 or 21, 1968 at Western Recorders in Hollywood. Elviss vocal was recorded on June 29 and June 30, 1968. Troubles original title was Im Evil and was performed in the film King Creole. Trouble was written by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller. Guitar Man was written by Jerry Reed and had been released by Elvis in January 1968 as a single. This version of the two songs is available on Elvis 1968 TV Special, Master & Session The 1968 Comeback Special, and Memories-The 68 Comeback Special, which is where this version is from.

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


Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,
I 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,
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights,
Just 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 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,
You know, there ain't no room around here for a guitar man

So I slept in the hobo jungles,
I 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

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,
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,
Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band,
Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man.

Yeah baby
Yeah son

All right