Luyện nghe bài hát Jazz Street

(t. b. schmit/w. jennings/b. gaitsch)

When the feeling is lost I can it
I go down to a I know
It's a where they live to unwind it
They lay back and just keep

Sax man right out
care who hears it

Gypsy picks a place where it's working
The drummer lays out some real rhythm

When this old soul clearing
I stay until bring me back

It the radio
to play, you know
Down on jazz
(meet me down on street, yeah)
This ain't your
really do it good
Down on street

Down on jazz there's one kind of people
Love the and they hate the jive
It's a though it don't have a steeple
They're the ones who what this life is

Down here they out
don't care who feels it

Every time they set me (to)
Seen them raise up the dead and
When your old heart is
They'll you everything you lack
So when your soul clearing
Go down where they can you back

It ain't the
Living to play, you
Down on jazz