Luyện nghe bài hát The king of Oak Street

Like a leaf caught in the wind he drifted a
With no purpose or to his life
He tried to get himself together and his mind
And forget about the things he 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 knows he never meant to do her wrong

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

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

Then the sweetest voice ever heard says, Hello
Breakfast's almost baby, come on home
thought the whole thing over and I think I understand
That the king of Oak Street is just an man

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