Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp Of King Porter

Gather 'n hear my story
Oh boy
'Bout the time when Roll was in town
(Stompin' it off, it off)
He heard a pianist

joy
Stompin' out music on an old upright
Here King
That was downright in a Scott Joplin way
(Here he comes, of the stomp)

Ol' Jelly the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right say
(Now, gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man swing)

Jelly Roll demanded his name
Hail, King
Well, the man "Porter King"
(Dig 'I'm)

By
Well, Jelly th' city, but he wrote
(Dig I'm)
Y' dig I'm

A rompin' ditty the Porter
(Dig I'm)
Y' dig I'm
Who was "King O' The Stomp"
Porter King sho' can

Jelly wrote a ditty a fella who could romp
This is the tune "King Stomp"

When stridin' hands are flyin'
An' all his are testifyin'
His two feet stompin' in ragged
a feelin' that is so sublime y' dig it?

He's generatin' so much
Y' keep forgettin' just uptight meant
N' that fella named Porter King
His style's the essence o'
(Well, well, well)
Oh, well, go on n' it

When Jelly first heard King
He declared he the very heart an' soul of swing
A ragged kind o' romp
In between a jump and a

When Jelly heard, well, he really
Because he too
That was a King, really n' truly a stone king
Another thing, never heard of

"Somethin' else" is the o' phrase
A fella'd prob'ly t'use
was gonna describe
The way plays

There never was an never's be
Another fine as he
I know no other ear will ever hear another like it

Who you
Dig stompin'
See them
They

is poppin'
Hips're
is droppin'
Souls

is massin'
Folks're
Time is
Arms

contagion
Takin'
is ragin'
All

Hey, that
stomp knocked me outta my hat
Who's that piano?
Tell me his name, because he's f' fame

'N he figure such rhythm?
Did he bring it here with
What kinda cat is King
Plinkin' an' plunkin' that romp he calls a

groovin' and gigglin'
Mercy, a look at that wigglin'
See the cutie in the
She's losin' her by stompin' outta her shoes

The folks are hoopin' n'
Dig how all the fingers're
Over there's a wild cat drunk
The floor be his

Stomp, stomp, stomp,
Just keep on ballin' we
Start fallin' through the floor

so natch'ral
You more?
git it

Porter, he's the
He how to stomp an' swing
That's Porter
of how to stomp

Outside the moon is
Inside the joint is
Them can really, really party
All night

Porter's
Gits rompin'
Then everybody that one thing
king

Who's the master of stomp?
Porter
The rollicking of Romp?
King

The plinkin'est
This side o' the
Except King Porter

Who is the King of the
King
An' constantly to please?
King
An' who tickles ivories like livin'?
That's King Porter, the man

yo' shoes
(Unloosen yo' shoes)
Start them dues
(Start payin' dues)

Git shed o' them
Git shed o'
Dang them blue, you shed 'em, you lose
Spend a
(Spend a quarter)

Give the
(Give the order)
Mr.
Mister Barrellhouse man git t'
Make 'em git hot, git 'em
The got t' dig King stomp