Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp Of King Porter

Gather 'n hear my story
Oh boy
'Bout the when Jelly 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 ragged in a Joplin way
(Here he comes, of the stomp)

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

When Jelly 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 King can stomp

Jelly wrote a ditty 'bout a who could romp
This is the "King Porter Stomp"

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

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

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

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

"Somethin' else" is the sort o'
A fella'd have t'use
If'e was describe
The way Porter

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

Who you
Dig stompin'
See them
rompn'

Sweat is
Hips're
Funk is
soulin'

Heat is
swingin'
Time is
flingin'

There's
over
Swing is
All

Hey, stop
That stomp me outta my hat
Who's that piano?
Tell me his name, because boun' f' fame

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

Everybody and gigglin'
Mercy, take a look at wigglin'
See the cutie in the
She's losin' her blues by stompin' outta her

The are hoopin' n' hoppin'
Dig how all the poppin'
there's a wild cat stone drunk
The be his bunk

Stomp, stomp, stomp,
Just on ballin' till we
Start right through the floor

It's so
You want
git it

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

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

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

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

The plunker
side o' the border?
Who? King Porter

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

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

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

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