Luyện nghe bài hát My Petition

I just sat down to the game
I heard the doorbell ring
An' I wondered who in the it could be
Through the peephole, all I saw there
Was a cap on curly hair
An' some kid squintin' at me

I said, "If you're sellin'
Well, I ain't buyin'
But I appreciate you by"
Said, "I ain't askin' for a dime just a of your time
An' name here on the dotted line
Could you my petition?"

Had a spiral in his hand
Handed me a up pen
An' I ask you, "What am I up for?"
I scrolled down that page
Saw a couple of names
I kept readin' and I sat on the porch

It was a to the President
With a list that one to ten

It said, "Make a law where don't work late
Keep Uncle Joe an' those safe
Give those kids on TV all they to eat
Put a to bullies on the bus
No crime, no waits, no hate, no
Give a and a job to people on the street"

I said, "Son, sounds like a I'd like to live in"
And I his petition

He thanked me for my
I headed back inside, grabbed my
An' got to the game
Thought by now that boy, he's doors down
Here I am just round
on the world to change

Must've blocked the whole out
All that I could think was

Make a law where don't work late
Uncle Joe an' those soldiers safe
Give those kids on TV all they to eat
Put a stop to on the bus
No crime, no waits, no hate, no
Give a and a job to people on the street"

An' I thought, "Man, ain't that a place I'd like to in"
And I thank God for that boy out there fixin'
The with his petition