Luyện nghe bài hát 1937 Pre-War Kimball

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Oh, it sat in this corner for a year
Through fireside parties, and cheers
And the hands of James Hooker flew over keys
And God know who 'fore it came to me

And when I was alone I be Julie Gold
It rang her "From A Distance" like it was my own
I'd pretend I've the voice of Beth Chapman
I wrote 'Late Grande' with just my right hand happenin'

Now it's rent the air in it's new place to stand
A gift for the who'll play right and left hand
Just a Pre-war Kimball
Oh, with the grace of that grand
Oh, the grace of three-quarter grand

Oh, it's lonesome in this at five am
I'd call Harlan Howard, he'd understand
All those melodies came to be
Mornings in this corner, piano and me

And I wished for the left hand Glenn D. Hardin
I could play Jimmy Webb or perhaps Randy
Ah, it's a blessing, it never met Lee's feet
Just the hands of children is all this Kimball needs

let it go, let it go
That I bought from Al Jones long ago
I've let it go, let it go
And I smiled as it rolled out my
And the that we wrote, ah, note for note
That piano will always

Now it's keys rent the air in it's new place to
A gift for the children who'll play right and left
a 1937 Pre-war Kimball
Oh, the grace of that three-quarter
Oh, the grace of that three-quarter
Oh, it's the grace of three-quarter grand

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