Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

If you ever lived in a
And at the close of your day
On your front porch you the sound of a jukebox
the neighborhood cafe

Well, in the noon you may hear the fussing
When a kid a window-pane
In the night, in the you may be wakened
By the sound of he train

Well, the rich folks they own the big
And down us who living the way we do
But when you're a child of a poor man
You know the is the only place for you

Well, if such a thing as revolution
And there be if we rise to the call
we build, we build, we build, we build the new Jerusalem
There won't be no ghetto, ghetto at all
No, there won't be no ghetto, ghetto at all