Luyện nghe bài hát Christie Lee (Unreleased Version)

One, two, a-one two

Let me you a story about a woman and a man
Maybe you will find familiar, maybe you won't
The man's I don't remember, he was always Joe to me
But I can't forget the woman, she was always Lee
Well he was working in a night club, that's where he the saxophone
He to fake to stock arrangements, he left the customers alone
But one night before the last about a quarter after three
He saw her standing at the coat check, he made his on Christie Lee...solo

She was a nice of music, she had a rhythm all her own
He blew a solo like a blind man, she dug his saxophone
She wanted more just an encore and he could play in every key
He left the and packed his alto and he took it home with Christie Lee...bridge

Oh I heard the man knew "the Bird" like the
You know the man could blow an axe
He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a
Who didn't need another lover, all she was the sax

It a while for him to notice (second ending) It took a while for him to see
He was never in control here, it was Christie Lee...solo

bridge...Oh I guess the man took a calculated gamble
Yes the man had the power to
But Christie Lee was more than he knew how to
She want him as a man all she needed was the horn

They say that Joe became a wino, they say he always drinks
They say he stumbles a blind man, they say he sold his saxophone
So even the band must the music, that's what the moral is to me
The only time he hit the high note is when he played for Lee...sax!

Christie Lee, Lee, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, oh oh oh, Christie Lee
Guitar! Piano! Sax!
Ah, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Lee
The time you hit the high note is when he played for Christie Lee...guitar!