Luyện nghe bài hát Sock Wearin' Man

Son I'm so sorry, but Batman come to your birthday this year
Though I can't afford much, I want to you for being the child I hold dear
So I scoured the phone book for cowboys and
Til' one night at the bar on the hood of my car a lost entertainer was found

wearin' man (sock wearin' man)
Sock man (he's a sock wearin' man)
wearin' man
He socks

He had a kids show decades ago that aired on local T.V.
He did puppet plays that were funny and gay with socks on his and his feet
His told great stories that spanned space and time
But I didn't know that just sold his sock back for a jug of cheap Mexican wine

Sock man (sock wearin' man)
wearin' man (he's a sock wearin' man)
Sock man
With no

He banged on the screen door two hours before the party was supposed to
He an old bathrobe and terrycloth shorts and a menacing, boozy-breathed grin
He screamed, "Merry Christmas! I'm for my show!"
"Though I've lost all my props to the and the hops, I've still got these ten callused toes

wearin' man (sock wearin' man)
Sock wearin' man (he's a wearin' man)
wearin' man
With no

I quickly slipped sock man a folded up Jackson and tried to say but no thanks
He cursed me and cussed me and blind sucker-punched me - I as he stumbled away
My son his party hat down and he cried
He called his who lives in the suburbs and screamed, "Daddy lied! Daddy lied!"

Sock man (sock wearin' man)
Sock man (sock wearin' man)
Sock man
He socks