Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Hobby & The Piano

Lyrics:
jones

Hobby was an child
He couldn't see or or read.
But heard a voice inside his
was the deaf kid.

Started toy piano
Practiced morning, noon and
Got a gig and the show
was a virtuoso.

Now playing bop jazz
A debussy in tie.
Wynton came and couldn't
When hobby played "a supreme".

(chorus):
I you hear something free
Hobby was the bomb me
don't feel
Eyes see
Hobby was the
King of

Saw him on
You knew he could really blow
For hobby had floored us
By the time he hit the chorus

Now he's out shit.
his hair and started smokin'
Met a girl as as honey
She robbed him blind and his money

But found some peace inside a
Where his music stopped.
And out of nowhere a light
His ears hear his eyes had sight.

(chorus)

Now hobby play no more
hear the chords that used to move him
He up a record shop
The is hip-hop