Ive know this song for decades, badly remembered from a Lonnie donegan 78

Walkin' Guitar Blues

If you want to get in trouble, let me tell you how to do it
Get yourself a guitar, then you're right into it.
Well, you play all day, and you play all night
Your people say you never learn to play the thing right

Always moaning at you, groaning, won't let you practice

Well I bought myself a guitar bout a year ago
Feller said I'd learn it in a week or so
Gave me a book, pick or two
Said ee'are mate, its up to you
Dirty rotter, cost me ten quid, all the loot I had
Good guitar though, called it a Pluckit
Took the book, guitar & all,
Went back home where the trees are tall
Down in Woodford

Good place to be if you've got a guitar
Pretty rotten if you ain't

Well. For weeks & weeks I worked hard
Tried to learn a few main chords
Book says they're easy as ABC,
But cor, my fingers're hurtin me

Got sore on the ends, couldn't hold the strings down
Felt rough, wanted to pack up

Could see Mum's hair was turning white, Face was lined with discontent,
Could see her patience was pretty near spent
She was nervous, ears ringing, couldn't get no relief
Sister she took it worst of all,
Cos she got married the following fall
She said for love but I got me doubts
Reckon the guitar chased her out

Game gall though, just limit to everything

Dad, he took it a different way,
said"You can turn your Mum's hair grey,
drive your sister away from home
But you or me boy's gonna start to roam,

and I ain't going, never intend to - you figure it out"
So I did - fast

Next day, got me clothes all packed,
Slung my guitar across me back
Caught myself a great long train
Searched the world for me share of fame

Ain't found none - only hardships

So now as I sit & play my guitar
In the streets or in the bar
Hear these words from Mum, I'll never forget her
Saying "Don't pick it Son, it'll never get better"

Italics are spoken out of time


I know this is not exact, but hope it helps

(People say I sing close harmony - not right, but close!)