Luyện nghe bài hát In the Beginning

Here's a sweet
for the at Sun in the Memphis days
when the was young,
when Carl was picking like his rhythm was the one.

gold with Sam,
oh, and Big John strumming a mighty hand,
and the rolled.
With their pompadours shaking they rocking on the radio.

In the it was poodle skirt bedlam,
nine, Daddio, sing hard, break hearts.
In the it was flames and gasoline,
hot sweat, teens,
up the pop charts.

They set the world on
with a torch that from the lost highway
and a lone note
that Mr. Johnson from the devil at the crossroads.

In the it was poodle skirt bedlam,
cloud nine, Daddio, hard, break hearts.
In the it was flames and gasoline,
hot sweat, teens,
up the pop charts.

So a sweet thing
for the boys at Sun in the days gone.
Oh, and some died -
but they're living in my like the rhythm to an old sweet song.