Luyện nghe bài hát Charlie Freak

Charlie had but one thing to call his own
Three ounce pure golden ring no precious stone
Five without a bite, no place to lay his head
And if takes him in he'll soon be dead

On the street he spied my face I heard him
In our plot of space he told his tale
man, he showed his hand, so righteous was his need
And me so I bought his prize for chicken feed

Newfound cash soon begs to smash a state of
inspection fast revealed his favorite kind
Poor kid, he overdid, the spreading haze
And while he sighed his died in fifteen ways

When I I grabbed a cab to where he lay
'Round his arm the tag read 'D.O.A'
Yes Jack, I gave it back, the I could not own
Now come my I'll take your hand and lead you home