Luyện nghe bài hát Clean Up Your Own Backyard

Back porch preaching at me
Acting like he the golden rules
his fist and speeching at me
Shouting from his soap box a fool

Come Sunday he's lying in bed
With his eye all red, with the in his head
Wishing he was when he oughta be
Heading for Sunday

Clean up your own
Oh, don't you hand me none of lines
Clean up your own
You tend to business, Ill tend to mine

Drugstore criticizing
Acting like better than you and me
Standing on the sidewalk
Telling how they ought to be

Come closing time 'most night
And he up tight and out go the lights
And he ducks out of sight and he cheats on his
his employee

But clean up own backyard
Oh, you hand me none of your lines
Clean up own backyard
You tend to your business, Ill tend to

Armchair quarterback's always
Second people all day long
Pushing, fooling and on in
Always where they don't belong

When you get down to the nitty-gritty
Isn't it a pity that in this big
Not a one a'little man'll admit
He have been a little bit wrong

Clean up own backyard
Oh don't you hand me, don't you me none of your lines
Clean up your own
You tend to your business, Ill tend to

Clean up own backyard
You tend to business, Ill tend to mine