Luyện nghe bài hát Jazz Street

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

When the feeling is I can find it
I go down to a street I
It's a place where they live to it
They lay back and just rolling

Sax man right out
Doesn't who hears it

Gypsy bass picks a where it's working
The drummer lays out some real life

this old soul needs clearing
I stay until bring me back

It the radio
Living to play, you
on jazz street
(meet me down on street, yeah)
This your hollywood
They do it good
Down on street

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

Down here step out
They don't care who it

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

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