Luyện nghe bài hát Black Rhythm

Down in
There's a grand playing man
He knows that can't kid him
'Cause he's got hot rhythm in his

The blues that he'll compose will you
From your head to your
He his song, black rhythm
his black hands did it 'neath the moon

The keys he on sweetly
And you're completely in a swoon
The strum
Mixed with the rum-tum of melodious

he plays the blue note
And adds a new
You'll that he wrote a symphony
But just improvising

On a mammy melody
You'll quit your
And a-shouting
No need in doubting he the keys

He can lay on the white
Can on the black ones with ease
The way he plays, rhythm
Makes the stick with him all night long

Forget the is late
They hear him syncopate his song
A-humming like the
A-strumming lightly on those