Luyện nghe bài hát I Shall Be Free No. 10

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

I was earlier in the day
I I was ready for Cassius Clay
I said "Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay I come
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look like mine
Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay better run
99, 100, 101, 102, ma won't even recognize you
14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, knock him clean right out of his spleen

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

Now, I'm liberal, but to a
I want ev'rybody to be
But if you think that let Barry Goldwater
Move in next door and mary my
You must I'm crazy
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 and shook his head
And he went and did the Cat
He's a weird monkey, funky

I sat my high-heeled sneakers on
Waiting to play in the noonday sun
I had my white rolled up past my waist
And my wig-hat falling in my
But they wouldn't let me on the court

I gotta woman, she's so
She sticks my boots in the machine
Sticks me with buckshot I'm nude
bubblegum in my food
She's funny, wants my money, me honey

Now I gotta friend who his life
Stabbing my with a bowie-knife
Dreams of me with a scarf
When my comes up he pretends to barf
I've got a million

Now they asked me to read a
At the sorority home
I got down and my head was swimmin'
I wound up with the Dean of

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

I'm gonna grow my hair down to my feet so
So I like a walking mountain range
And I'm gonna ride into Omaha on a
Out to the country club and the course
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow minds

probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all
probably got you baffled more
What this here is for
nothing
It's something I over in England