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

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

from the gallery way up high
There suddenly this mournful cry

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

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

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

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

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

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

A a tasket
I lost my yellow basket

We your repertoire and at the final bar
We greeted you with a applause
But what a great ovation, your interpretation

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

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

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