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

The concert was over in Hall
The maestro bow after bow
He said, "My dear I have given my all
Im sorry, its all now"

from the gallery way up high
There came this mournful cry

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

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

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

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

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

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

A Tisket a
I lost my yellow [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

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