Luyện nghe bài hát Class of '58

Old jazz guys interviewed
years beyond their prime
With of road shows
From the Golden Age of
The piano player strikes a
Leans on his stool
And they've all seen better days
They've got that air of faded
It's an of another world
One of and victrolas
And one day make TV shows
On rock-and-rollers
On rock-and-rollers

Then the kid with the red Colorama
And the copycat echo chamber and the toothy grin
With one hand glued to the arm
While the singer around like an Elvis clone
They really them in
And every was short and sweet, and every beat was fast
And every paper in the land said won't last
You know it just last, it's such a rapid burn
And it's a hard, hard, hard to learn
It's a hard, hard, hard lesson to

Well what are you to do when it's all over?
What are you going to do now?
are you going to to when it's all over?
Will you get somehow?
I don't know
like I do right now
Ask me

Red guitar, red
You know I really that red guitar
Red guitar, red
You I reallly miss that red guitar

And you can this on my tombstone
That'll be my
I'm a of rock-and-roll
of '58

'58, '58, I'm a of the class of '58
Red guitar, '58, I'm a of the class of '58

And there's no use analyzing anthems that were sung
not good or bad
It's just the sound of being
And it's a long way from pompadours
And and payola
And one day make TV shows on aging rock-and-rollers
One day they'llmakeTV shows on rock-and-rollers.