Luyện nghe bài hát Christie Lee (Unreleased Version)

One, two, a-one two

Let me you a story about a woman and a man
Maybe you will familiar, maybe you won't understand
The name I don't remember, he was always Joe to me
But I can't the woman, she was always Christie Lee
he was working in a night club, that's where he played the saxophone
He to fake to stock arrangements, he left the customers alone
But one night before the last song about a quarter after
He saw her at the coat check, he made his move on Christie Lee...solo

She was a nice of music, she had a rhythm all her own
He blew a solo a blind man, she really dug his saxophone
She wanted more than just an encore and he could in every key
He the stage and packed his alto and he took it home with Christie Lee...bridge

Oh I the man knew "the Bird" like the bible
You the man could blow an educated axe
He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a
Who didn't need another lover, all she was the sax

It a while for him to notice (second ending) It took a while for him to see
He was never in here, it was always Christie Lee...solo

bridge...Oh I guess the man took a calculated gamble
Yes the man had the to perform
But Christie Lee was more than he knew how to
She didn't want him as a man all she was the horn

They say Joe became a wino, they say he always drinks alone
say he stumbles like a blind man, they say he sold his saxophone
So even the band must the music, that's what the moral is to me
The time he hit the high note is when he played for Christie Lee...sax!

Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Lee, Christie Lee, oh oh oh, Christie Lee
Guitar! Piano! Sax!
Ah, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Lee
The only you hit the high note is when he played for Christie Lee...guitar!