Luyện nghe bài hát The king of Oak Street

Like a leaf in the wind he drifted a while
no purpose or direction to his life
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 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 king of Oak Street's down
And all week long he's tried to phone her but she let him explain
Now Sunday morning finds him walking in the

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

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

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