Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp Of King Porter

Gather roun' 'n hear my
Oh boy
'Bout the time Jelly Roll was in town
(Stompin' it off, it off)
He a local pianist

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

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

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

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

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

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

When Porter's hands are flyin'
An' all his are testifyin'
His two feet in ragged time
That's a that is so sublime y' dig it?

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

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

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

"Somethin' else" is the o' phrase
A prob'ly have t'use
If'e was gonna
The way Porter

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

Who you
Dig stompin'
See bunchin'
They

Sweat is
rollin'
Funk is
Souls

is massin'
Folks're
is passin'
Arms

contagion
Takin'
Swing is
All

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

'N how'd he figure rhythm?
Did he bring it here I'm?
What cat is King Porter?
Plinkin' an' plunkin' that romp he a stomp

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

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

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

It's so
You want
git it

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

Outside the moon is
Inside the joint is
folks can really, really party
All long

Porter's
Gits everybody
Then everybody knows that one
Porter's

Who's the absolute of stomp?
Porter
The Rajah of Romp?
King

The plunker
This side o' the
Who? King Porter

Who is the of the keys?
King
An' constantly to please?
Porter
An' who tickles like nobody livin'?
That's Porter, he's the man

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

Git o' them blues
Git shed o'
them blue, you don't shed 'em, you lose
Spend a
(Spend a quarter)

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