Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Hobby & The Piano

Lyrics:
jones

Hobby was an child
He see or hear or read.
But a voice inside his head
was the deaf kid.

Started playing toy
Practiced morning, noon and
Got a gig and stole the
was a virtuoso.

Now he's bop jazz
A debussy in tie.
Wynton came and couldn't
hobby played "a love supreme".

(chorus):
I know you hear something
Hobby was the inside me
Ears don't
Eyes see
Hobby was the
of swing

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

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

But found peace inside a thought
Where his music stopped.
And out of nowhere came a
His could hear his eyes had sight.

(chorus)

Now hobby play no more
Can't the chords that used to move him
He opened up a shop
The specialty is