Luyện nghe bài hát Cardboard Avenue

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

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

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

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