Luyện nghe bài hát The king of Oak Street

Like a leaf caught in the wind he drifted a
With no or direction to his life
He tried to get himself and pacify his mind
And about the things he left behind

A cryin' woman standing in his
With a two old baby in her arms
His little black book he torn upon the floor
And God only knows he never to do her wrong

A careless weekend on the side of town
Has the king of Oak Street's Castle down
And all week long he's tried to phone her but she let him explain
Now Sunday finds him walking in the rain

He sits now in a phone and he prays
That she'll forgive him and she'll believe he's his ways
With shaking he deposits his last dime
And he's still praying that she hang up this time

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

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