Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp Of King Porter

Gather roun' 'n my story
Oh boy
the time when Jelly Roll was in town
(Stompin' it off, it off)
He heard a local

joy
Stompin' out music on an old upright
Here King
That was ragged 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 hand say
(Now, we're 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 lef' th' city, but he
(Dig I'm)
Y' dig I'm

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

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

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

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

When Jelly heard Porter King
He declared he heard the very heart an' soul of
A certain kind o' romp
In between a and a stomp

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

"Somethin' else" is the o' phrase
A fella'd have t'use
was gonna describe
The way Porter

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

Who you
Dig them
See them
rompn'

Sweat is
rollin'
Funk is
soulin'

Heat is
Folks're
Time is
flingin'

There's
over
Swing is
All

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

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

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

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

Stomp, stomp, stomp,
Just keep on till we
fallin' right through the floor

It's so
You want
git it

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

Outside the is beamin'
the joint is steamin'
Them folks can really, really
All long

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

the absolute master of stomp?
King
The Rajah of Romp?
King

The plunker
This o' the border?
Who? Except Porter

Who is the King of the
Porter
An' constantly able to
King
An' who tickles ivories like 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
them blue, you don't shed 'em, you lose
Spend a
(Spend a quarter)

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