Luyện nghe bài hát Class of '58

Old jazz guys interviewed
Thirty beyond their prime
With memories of shows
From the Golden Age of
The piano strikes a chord
forward on his stool
And through they've all seen days
They've got that air of cool
It's an entree of world
One of and victrolas
And one day make TV shows
On aging
On aging

Then the kid with the red Colorama
And the Watkins copycat echo chamber and the toothy
one hand glued to the tremolo arm
While the singer moves around like an clone
They really packed in
And every song was short and sweet, and every beat was
And every paper in the land rock-and-roll won't last
You know it just won't last, it's such a rapid
And it's a hard, hard, hard lesson to
It's a hard, hard, hard to learn

Well what are you going to do when all over?
are you going to do right now?
What are you going to to it's all over?
Will you get along
I just know
Feeling like I do now
Ask me

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

And you can write this on my
That'll be my
I'm a gradute of
of '58

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

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