Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Roberts Society Band

[transcribed by h]
Bob roberts society
By: jimmy

Well, you've heard about the alligators in the shade
You've heard heard about the barons screwin' up the 'glades,
It's a melting pot
That is hard to
And a never ending battle in the state.

But far, far away from the page news,
Far, far from the headline blues,
Down a secondary that severely shows it's age
The forties comes to life on a stage.

It's the bob society band.
every sunday at the orange grove stand.
They don't play grunge and don't play loud.
It's the magic of the music that still a crowd.

Well, the goes out
melbourne to the keys.
The faithful get the
Like written on the breeze.
folks, old folks,
to cut a rug
Fox trot, hop,
Do the jitterbug,

To the bob society band.
Playing every sunday at the grove stand.
They don't play grunge and they don't loud.
It's the magic of the music that still a crowd.

I saw vans from boca,
Buses perrine.
There were people speaking
In the line.
A on their honeymoon
a bit confused.
But the in the band put 'em right in the mood.
played.....

A lady dressed in purple started dancing all
Then she oh so gently to the vacant microphone.
She sounded like she's someone and never a beat.
By the time the ended they were dancin' in the street.

They'd and gone to heaven,
That little crowd,
and saxophones
Sent 'em the clouds.
It have gone all night
But the had to stop.
When blew the circuit breaker
In the shop.

It's the bob society band
Playing every sunday at the grove stand
They don't play grunge and don't play loud
It's the magic of the that still draws a crowd.

It's the bob roberts band
Playing every sunday down at the orange stand
They don't play and they don't play loud
It's the of the music that still draws a crowd.

Oh-yea-a-a-ah!