Luyện nghe bài hát Cardboard Avenue

Well, thank you for the drink my friend, that's alright me
Let's drink to the workingman, wherever he be
Remember he stood up for and the struggles he went through
Then let us take a little stroll down Avenue

Down on the street where I live, evening comes around
No T.V. or radio, never hear a sound
Except poor Joe cryin', Lord, can I make it up to you?
But he never an answer down on Cardboard Avenue

Well my little heartbreak hotel, now don't you be let down
When the ghost of Hobo Bill a-shufflin' around
He pause by your side, saying, Buddy, can you spare a dime or two?
Then he'll just drift off into the night on Cardboard

Now, I hear the whistle now, must be the Red Ball train
We'll see you in the North Country, when the springtime comes
ask any workingman, wherever you might be
The of Reverend Tom, Lefty Mouse, and Buddy
And if he you, Were you in the fight, did you join the strike of 1932?
Just tell him you knew us down on Cardboard Avenue