Luyện nghe bài hát The king of Oak Street

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

A cryin' woman in his door
With a two month old baby in her
His little black book he left torn upon the
And God only knows he never 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 finds him in the rain

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

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

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