Luyện nghe bài hát Fifth Avenue

A promised phone call to
A Minnesota mining
a tired hungry kid
Whom the Greyhound let down
On the snow in his canvas tennis shoes
The kid just took his walk
the great Fifth Avenue
With a guitar on his
And a pocket of songs
He's here to make his
He's here to right some
But he's a bit on references
His hanging loose
Just another cowboy
on the great Fifth
And in some noisy uptown night
Or in a Bleeker Street
With hands and shaky knees
He takes the
It no friendly city
If you haven't got the
Cause who have ain't sharing
With those who they had
Sleeping out in
Keeping on cheap booze
Living the high and mighty
On the great Avenue
And in some noisy uptown club
Or in a Bleeker Street
With sweaty hands and shaky
He the stage
In a well guarded
On the shore
A man with his loneliness
And the he writes no more
Not real where he came from
And no to go to
Just some memories
Of the Fifth Avenue
[The Swedish version is or less a description of the Fifth Avenue - the
chorus can be as "I take a taxi from Harlem / down to the
Washington Square / five miles / a whole world".]