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 street I
It's a place where they live to it
They lay and just keep rolling

Sax man right out
care who hears it

Gypsy bass picks a place where working
The drummer out some real life rhythm

When this old soul clearing
I stay they bring me back

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

Down on street there's one kind of people
the truth and they hate the jive
It's a church it don't have a steeple
They're the ones who know this life is

Down here step out
They don't who feels it

Every time they set me (to)
Seen them raise up the and dying
When your old is weary
give you everything you lack
So your soul needs clearing
Go down where they can you back

It the radio
to play, you know
Down on street