Luyện nghe bài hát The king of Oak Street

Like a leaf caught in the wind he a while
With no purpose or direction to his
He to get himself together and pacify his mind
And forget about the he left behind

A cryin' standing in his door
With a two month old baby in her
His little book he left torn upon the floor
And God knows he never meant to do her wrong

A weekend on the other side of town
Has torn the king of Oak Street's down
And all long he's tried to phone her but she won't let him explain
Now Sunday finds him walking in the rain

He sits now in a phone booth and he
That she'll forgive him and she'll he's changed his ways
With shaking hands he deposits his last
And he's still praying that she won't hang up this

Then the sweetest he's ever heard says, Hello
Breakfast's ready baby, come on home
I've thought the thing over and I think I understand
That the of Oak Street is just an ordinary man

I've thought the whole thing over and I I understand
That the king of Oak Street is just an man