Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

When I was a boy in Brooklyn
Going to school
During recess in the concrete
They lined us up by

In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed and
I still the names
And and stoopball were the only games
we played

And I to be like my old man
I, I wanted to grow up like my old man
I wanted to be my old man

I wanted to like, I wanted to be just like
I wanted to act my old man
I to be like, I wanted to act like
I wanted to be just my old man

And then like everyone
I started to
And I didn't to be
Like my anymore

I was sick of his
And to hide under a desk on the floor
And when he my mother
It made me so mad that I choke

And I want to be like my old man
I, I even want to look like my old man
I even want to seem like my old man

A son watches his father, being cruel to his
And a vow to return only when
He is so much richer, in way so much bigger 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 like a man
Why you act just like a man?
Act your daddy, act like a man"

Oh, why you act just like a man?
your old man

Just my old man
Just my old man
Just my old man