Luyện nghe bài hát The Kid from Spavinaw

I was born in Oklahoma,
Outside the town of
Where the red clouds the sun
And I ran beneath your diamond
And I drank your of grain
My name is Mickey Mantle,
And is my game

My name was "Mutt", boy
And he down in the mines
He pitched to me in the
At least a times
A times again, in my nightmare and my dreams
You're going to in the house that
built, kid
You're going to that Yankee team

Sure enough, the Yankee comes drivin',
down route 66
He'd never come to
Spavinaw class D in the sticks,
But I happened to be playing in an old wood park
Way out on the road
That scout he signed me and I went up to the the show

1, that was the drinkin'
Strike 2, go the knees
Then my old man in Denver
Some type of lung
God starts throwing change ups
You can't with fame or wealth
If I'd known I's going to this long
I'd have taken of myself.

I don't miss the of Times Square
I don't Toots Shore's bar
I miss my old man pitchin'
the shed in our backyard
I wish that he were still
To see these on my shelf
If I'd known I was going to live this
I'd have taken better care of

I was in Oklahoma,
1931 Outside the town of
the red dust clouds the sun