Luyện nghe bài hát (If You Can't Sing It) You'll Have To Swing It

The concert was over in Carnegie
The took bow after bow
He said, "My friends I have given my all
Im sorry, its all now"

from the gallery way up high
There came this mournful cry

"Mr. Paganini, please play my
And if you cannot play it, wont you it?
And if you cant sing it, you'll have to [Incomprehensible]"

"Mr. Paganini, we breathlessly
Your baton, go on and sling it
And if you sling it, you'll simply have to [Incomprehensible]"

We heard your repertoire and at the bar
We greeted you with a applause
But a great ovation, your interpretation [Incomprehensible]"

"Mr. Paganini, now you be a meanie
What you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it
And if you spring it, that means you'll have to [Incomprehensible]"

"Mr. Paganini, play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won't you it?
And if the is bopping ain't no need in stopping [Incomprehensible]"

"Mr. Paganini, we await
masterful baton, go on and sling it
If the are bopping ain't no need in stopping"

A a tasket
I my yellow basket [Incomprehensible]

We heard your repertoire and at the bar
We greeted you with a applause
But what a great ovation, interpretation [Incomprehensible]

"Listen Paganini, now you be a meanie
have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it
And if you dont spring it, that you have to"

heard your repertoire and at the final bar
We you, we greeted you with wild applause
But what a great ovation, your [Incomprehensible]

"Mr. Paganini, now dont you be a
What have you up your sleeve? Come on and it
And if you dont it, that means you have to swing it"