Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Roberts Society Band

[transcribed by h]
Bob roberts band
By: jimmy

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

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

the bob roberts society band.
Playing every at the orange grove stand.
They don't grunge and they don't play loud.
the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.

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

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

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

A dressed in purple started dancing all alone
she sauntered oh so gently to the vacant microphone.
She sounded like someone and never missed a beat.
By the time the number ended they dancin' in the street.

They'd died and to heaven,
lively little crowd,
Trombones and
Sent 'em the clouds.
It could have gone all
But the had to stop.
When blew the circuit breaker
In the shop.

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

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

Oh-yea-a-a-ah!