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 place they live to unwind it
They lay back and just keep

Sax man right out
Doesn't care who it

Gypsy bass a place where it's working
The drummer lays out real life rhythm

this old soul needs clearing
I stay until bring me back

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

Down on jazz there's one kind of people
Love the truth and they hate the
It's a church though it have a steeple
They're the ones who know what life is

Down here they out
They don't who feels it

Every they set me (to) flying
Seen raise up the dead and dying
When your old heart is
They'll give you everything you
So when your soul needs
Go where they can bring you back

It ain't the
to play, you know
Down on street