Luyện nghe bài hát Old Music Master

One long ago by the light of the moon
An old music sat composing a tune
His spirit was soaring and his full of joy
When right out of nowhere
A little boy

You gotta jump it, music
You gotta that rhythm faster
You're gonna get it played
On the Happy Cat Hit

You better tell your Beethoven
And Reginald De Koven
They better do the as you
Or they're be corny too

Long 1917
Jazz'll come the scene
about 1935
You'll to hear swing
Boogie woogie and

You gotta that big broadcaster
That you're a music master
And achieve posterity
That's a bit of advice me

The old music
sat there amazed
As and open-mouthed
He gazed and he

How can you be certain boy
me how?
Because I was born, my
A hundred from now

He hit a chord rocked the spinet
And into the infinite
And up until the day
You can take it me
as right as can be
Ev'rything has that-a-way