Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

When I was a boy in Brooklyn
to public school
During in the concrete playground
lined us up by twos
In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed and
I still the names
And and stoopball
the only games that we played
And I wanted to be my old man
I wanted to up just like my old man
I wanted to be my old man
I wanted to dress
I to be just like
I wanted to act my old man
I wanted to be
I to act like
I wanted to be like my old man
And then like else I started to grow
And I didn't to be like my father anymore
I was sick if his
And having to hide under a on the floor
And he beat my mother
It made me so mad I could
And I didn't want to be my old man
I didn't even want to look my old man
I didn't want to seem like my old man
A son his father
cruel to his mother
And a vow to return only when
He is so richer
In every way so much
That the old man never hit anyone again
my old man
my old man
my old man
my old man
And can you believe he said to me
He said, "Lou, act a man"
Why don't you act like a man
Act like daddy
Act a man
Why you act like a man
your old man
my old man
(Reed, Fonfara)