Luyện nghe bài hát Cardboard Avenue

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

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

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

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