Luyện nghe bài hát I Shall Be Free No. 10

I'm average, common too
I'm just like him, the as you
I'm everybody's and son
I ain't different anyone
It no use a-talking to me
It's just the as talking to you

I was earlier in the day
I figured I was for Cassius Clay
I "Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay here I come
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face just like mine
Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd run
99, 100, 101, 102, Your ma even recognize you
14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean out of his spleen

Well, I don't know, but I've been
The streets in heaven are lined gold
I ask you how could get much worse
If the Russians happen to get up there
Wowee, scary!

Now, I'm liberal, but to a
I ev'rybody to be free
But if you think that let Barry Goldwater
in next door and mary my daughter
You must think I'm
I wouldn't let him do it for all the farms in

Well, I set my on the log
And him to do the Dog
He wagged his tail and his head
And he went and did the Cat
He's a weird monkey, funky

I sat with my sneakers on
Waiting to tennis in the noonday sun
I had my white shorts rolled up my waist
And my wig-hat falling in my
But they wouldn't let me on the tennis

I gotta woman, she's so
She my boots in the washing machine
Sticks me buckshot when I'm nude
Puts in my food
She's funny, my money, calls me honey

Now I gotta who spends his life
Stabbing my picture with a
Dreams of strangling me a scarf
When my name comes up he pretends to
I've got a friends

Now they me to read a poem
At the sorority sister's
I got knocked and my head was swimmin'
I wound up the Dean of Women

I'm a poet, and I it
Hope I blow it

I'm gonna my hair down to my feet so strange
So I look like a mountain range
And I'm ride into Omaha on a horse
Out to the country club and the golf
Carry the New York Times, a few holes, blow their minds

You're probably by now
Just what song is all about
probably got you baffled more
What thing here is for
nothing
It's something I learned over in