Luyện nghe bài hát Po' Boy

Man came to the door I say, "For are you looking?"
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's in the kitchen cookin'"
Poor boy you been?
I tol' you won't tell you again

I say, "How much you for that?", I go into the store
The man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you four?"
boy - never say die
Things will be all by and by

Workin' on the mainline, workin' like the devil
The game is the it's just up on a different level
Poor boy, in black
Police at back

boy in a red hot town
Out beyond the stars
Ridin' first class trains the rounds
Tryin' to keep from between the cars

Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, me with a blanket
By the way, happened to that poison wine?"
She says, "I gave it to you, you it"
Poor boy, layin' 'em pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate

and love has branded me with its claws
Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia
Poor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of
Calls down to service, says, "Send up a room"

My was a daughter of a wealthy farmer
My father was a traveling salesman, I met him
When my mother died, my took me in, he ran a funeral parlor
He did a lot of nice things for me and I forget him

All I know is that I'm thrilled by kiss
I don't know any more this
boy, pickin' up sticks
Build ya a house out of and bricks

on the door, I say, "Who is it and where are you from?"
Man says, "Freddy!" I say, "Freddy who?" He says, "Freddy or not I come."
Poor boy the stars that shine
Washin' them dishes, feedin' them