Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Denim Soul

He said he was the grandson of B. Goode
thought he couldn't but I thought he could
He set his mind talkin' about Elvis lookin' like Dean
He said a boy rockin' ain't all that bad

You shake your leg or you you a hat
You bring the house down and you make all the pretty scream
He said a complicated rhythm folks don't
Just stomp your feet and your hands and play

Blue, blue soul
Blue, blue soul
A boy rockin' will get on a roll
Playin' blue, denim soul

He me out a helping of rhythm and blues
It was bad to the bone, you see, to me it was
Spreadin' wood, sheddin' in pair of overalls
He said your throat when you start to sing

You make them cry when you bend them
And one more thing I tell you before I go
"The only that you can count on are both of your hands"
"And having holes in your britches when the boys in the are playin'"

Blue, denim soul
Blue, blue denim
A boy rockin' will get on a roll
Playin' blue, blue soul