Luyện nghe bài hát Class of '58

Old jazz guys being
Thirty years beyond their
memories of road shows
From the Age of Swingtime
The piano player strikes a
Leans forward on his
And through they've all seen better
got that air of faded cool
It's an of another world
One of and victrolas
And one day they'll TV shows
On aging
On rock-and-rollers

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

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

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

And you can this on my tombstone
be my fate
I'm a gradute of
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
Rock-and-roll's not or bad
It's just the of being young
And it's a long way from pompadours
And and payola
And one day they'll TV shows on aging rock-and-rollers
One day shows on aging rock-and-rollers.