Luyện nghe bài hát The Kid from Spavinaw

I was in Oklahoma, 1931
Outside the town of
Where the red dust the sun
And I ran your diamond skies
And I drank your of grain
My name is Mantle, boys
And is my game

My father's was "Mutt", boy
And he worked down in the
He to me in the evening
At a thousand times
A thousand times again, in my and my dreams
You're going to live in the house
built, kid
You're going to that Yankee team

enough, the Yankee scout comes drivin',
Right down 66
He'd have come to
Spavinaw class D in the sticks,
But I happened to be playing in an old wood ball
Way out on the mother
That Yankee he signed me and I went up to the the show

Strike 1, was the drinkin'
2, there go the knees
Then my old man died in
type of lung disease
When God starts throwing ups
You can't swing with or wealth
If I'd known I's to live this long
I'd have taken of myself.

I don't miss the of Times Square
I don't miss Shore's bar
I my old man pitchin' baseball
the shed in our backyard
I wish that he still alive
To see trophies on my shelf
If I'd known I was going to this long
I'd have taken better of myself

I was in Oklahoma,
Outside the town of Spavinaw
Where the red clouds the sun