Luyện nghe bài hát Congo Square

Sundays was better other days
Mondays Saturdays
we danced like there's no tomorrow
Duke (Ellington) played in Storyville
We sang the round midnight until. . .
The sun came up and we'd

Congo Square on a patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi
Congo on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus)

(Young) was there, so was Ms. Badu
Louie (Armstrong) played on West End Blues
that Jill Scott with my sweet Aunt Nancy (Wilson)
Sassy (Sarah Vaughn) and Ella (Fitzgerald) start now
They start a there in the crowd
Sistahs has been so resilient

Congo on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi
Congo Square on a dope patoi, all open on Yeshua (Jesus)

Ain't no filet gumbo without the rue
Ain't no joyous without payin' dues
I'm tie my pink bandana on
'Cause what don't kill me make me
Sing my Billie (Holiday) "Strange Fruit"
And dig my roots up. . .Congo

(Dig man)

Sundays was really the days
That took the place of the lonely
Sundays we looked to the new
I see the light at the end of the sir
Jazz and born of the slave gospel
Black angels the white fiels of cotton

Congo Square on a dope patoi, Square on a dope patoi
Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on (Jesus)

Ain't no filet babe without the rue
Ain't no feelings without payin' dues
I'm tie my pink bandana on
'Cause don't kill me make me strong
Sing my Billie (Holiday) "Strange Fruit"
And dig my up. . .Congo Square. . .Congo Square
Square. . .Congo Square

(Party 'til the sun up)
(Play that man)