Luyện nghe bài hát The king of Oak Street

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

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

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

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

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

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