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Tớ thích bài hát này quá, cả về nhạc điệu và ngôn từ, nhạc ngày xưa nghe rất trong sáng và giản dị.
Here comes that good for nothin’ brat of a boy
He’s such a devil I could whip him with joy
He’s been carousin’ at the burleycue
Just watch me teach him with the sole of my shoe
Small fry, struttin’ by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my, put down that cigarette
You ain’t grown up high and mighty yet
Small fry, dancin’ for a penny
Small fry, countin’ up how many
My, my, just listen here to me
You ain’t the biggest catfish in the sea
You practice peckin’ all day long to some old radio song
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, you better listen to your paw
And someday practice the law
And then you’ll be a real success
Yes, small fry, you kissed the neighbour’s daughter
Small fry, stay in shallow water
Seems I should take you cross my knee
You ain’t the biggest catfish in the sea
You’ve got your feet all soakin’ wet
You’ll be the death of me yet
Oh me, oh my, small fry
(I shot the sheriff
But I didnt shoot no deputy, oh no! oh!
I shot the sheriff
But I didnt shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.)
Yeah! all around in my home town,
Theyre tryin to track me down;
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:
Oh, now, now. oh!
(I shot the sheriff.) – the sheriff.
(but I swear it was in selfdefence.)
Oh, no! (ooh, ooh, oo-oh) yeah!
I say: I shot the sheriff – oh, lord! -
(and they say it is a capital offence.)
Yeah! (ooh, ooh, oo-oh) yeah!
Sheriff john brown always hated me,
For what, I dont know:
Every time I plant a seed,
He said kill it before it grow -
He said kill them before they grow.
And so:
Read it in the news:
(I shot the sheriff.) oh, lord!
(but I swear it was in self-defence.)
Where was the deputy? (oo-oo-oh)
I say: I shot the sheriff,
But I swear it was in selfdefence. (oo-oh) yeah!
Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town, yeah!
All of a sudden I saw sheriff john brown
Aiming to shoot me down,
So I shot – I shot – I shot him down and I say:
If I am guilty I will pay.
(I shot the sheriff,)
But I say (but I didnt shoot no deputy),
I didnt shoot no deputy (oh, no-oh), oh no!
(I shot the sheriff.) i did!
But I didnt shoot no deputy. oh! (oo-oo-ooh)
Reflexes had got the better of me
And what is to be must be:
Every day the bucket a-go a well,
One day the bottom a-go drop out,
One day the bottom a-go drop out.
I say:
I – I – I – I shot the sheriff.
Lord, I didnt shot the deputy. yeah!
I – I (shot the sheriff) -
But I didnt shoot no deputy, yeah! no, yeah!
Louis Armstrong là một trong những nghệ sỹ tôi yêu thích nhất. Nhạc của ông có một nét đặc trưng không thể thấy ở các nghệ sỹ khác, nó có một sức truyền cảm đặc biệt, hồn nhiên và đầy ngẫu hứng, hóm hỉnh và say mê…


On the sunny side of the street
Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street
Cant you hear the pitter-pat
And that happy tune is your step
Life can be complete
On the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade
But Im not afraid…this rover? s crossed over
If I never had a cent
Id be rich as rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
(instrumental break)
I used to walk in the shade with them blues on parade
Now Im not afraid… this rover has crossed over
Now if I never made one cent
I? ll still be rich as rockefeller
There will be goldust at my feet
On the sunny
On the sunny, sunny side of the street
Way Back Home by Bob Crosby And The Bobcats
The roads are the dustiest The winds are the gustiest The gates are the rustiest The pies are the crustiest The songs the lustiest The friends the trustiest Waaay back home (back home!) The trees are the sappiest The days are the nappiest The dogs are the yappiest The kids are the scrappiest The jokes the snappiest The folks the happiest Waaay back home Dont' know why I left the homestead I really must confess I'm a weary exile Singing my song of lone-li-ness The grass is the springiest The bees are the stingiest The birds are the wingiest The bells are the ringiest (the hearts...) The hearts the singiest (the arms...) The arms the clingiest Waaay back home (What about the sun?) The sun's the blaziest (and the fields?) Field's the daisiest (and the cows? Cows the graziest (and the help?) The help's the laziest. The boys (are the witiest) The girls (are the prettiest) Waaay back home (The pigs are the snootiest) (The owls are the hootiest) The plants the fruitiest Stars the shootiest (The grins the funniest) The smiles the sunniest Waaay back home Dont' know why I left the homestead I really must confess I'm a weary exile Singing my song of lone-li-ness The food is the spreadiest The wine is the headiest The pals are the readiest The gals are the steadiest The love the liveliest The life the loveliest Waaay back (Waaay back) Waaay back Home (No place like home) Sweeeet home
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I don’t want to set the world on fire- The Ink Pots
I just want to start
A flame in your heart
In my heart I have but one desire
And that one is you
No other will do
Ive lost all ambition for worldly acclaim
I just want to be the one you love
And with your admission that you feel the same
Ill have reached the goal Im dreaming of
Believe me
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