Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Eggs(spoken word)/Hello in there

I was walking down 42nd one day,
I wasn't street I was walkin
42nd street. And this thing
to me. It was July it was about
89 degrees. It was hot, hot for New
You know and I was walking and this
person was coming west. And she
had this big blue dress on peppered
all with little white daisies. She was
bald but sitting on top of her head,
forehead you know on her forehead was
egg. Which I thought was really unusual.
Because in New York City the with the
fried eggs on their heads don't generally
out September or October you know. Here
was this lady this demented lady a little
fried egg on her in the middle of July.
God what a sight and ever, ever I saw that
lady not one day goes by that I think of
her and I say to myself "Oh God, let me
wake up tomorrow and want to put a egg on
my head. Oh God. "Then I say real I say " Oh
God, If by chance I should up with a fried
egg on my head";cause sometimes you can't help
things you know, you can't. I say to "don't
let notice."And then I say real fast after
that "if they do that I'm carrying something
that, that's not quite right and want to talk
it, let 'em talk about it but don't let 'em
talk so I can hear I don't want to hear it."
the truth about eggs, you can call it a fried
egg, you can it anything you like, but everybody
gets one, some people 'em on the outside, some
people they 'em on the inside.

We had an in the city.
Me and my husband living there.
It's years since the kids have grown,
a life of their own, us alone.

John and live in Omaha.
Joe is on the road.
We lost in the Korean war.
I still know what for, don't matter any more.

You know that old just grow stronger,
and old rivers grow every day,
but old people, they just lonesome
for someone to say,
"Hello in there. Hello"

Me and my husband, we talk much anymore.
He sits and stares the backdoor screen.
And all the news repeats itself
like forgotten dream
that we've seen.

Someday I'll go and up Judy.
We worked at the factory.
Ah, but what would I say when she asks what's
Say, "Nothing, what's with
Nothing to do."

You know old trees just grow stronger,
and old grow wilder every day,
ah, but old people, they just lonesome
waiting for to say,
"Hello in There. Hello."

So if you're walking the street sometime
and you should spot hollow ancient eyes,
don't you pass by and stare
as if you care.
Say, "Hello in there. Hello."