Luyện nghe bài hát My Petition

I sat down to watch the game
When I heard the doorbell
An' I who in the world it could be
the peephole, all that I saw there
Was a crooked cap on curly
An' kid squintin' back at me

I said, "If you're sellin'
Well, I ain't nothin'
But I you stoppin' by"
Said, "I ain't for a dime just a minute of your time
An' your name on the dotted line
you sign my petition?"

Had a spiral notebook in his
me a chewed up pen
An' I ask you, "What am I up for?"
I scrolled down that page
Saw a of neighbor's names
I kept readin' and I sat on the porch

It was a letter to the
With a that numbered one to ten

It said, "Make a law where daddys don't late
Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers
Give those kids on TV all want to eat
Put a stop to on the bus
No crime, no waits, no hate, no
Give a jacket and a job to on the street"

I said, "Son, sounds like a world I'd to live in"
And I his petition

He thanked me for my
I headed inside, grabbed my beer
An' got back to the
Thought by now boy, he's three doors down
Here I am sittin' round
on the world to change

Must've the whole game out
All I could think about was

Make a law where don't work late
Keep Uncle Joe an' soldiers safe
Give kids on TV all they want to eat
Put a to bullies on the bus
No crime, no waits, no hate, no
a blanket and a job to people on the street"

An' I thought, "Man, ain't that a I'd like to live in"
And I thank God for that boy that's out there
The world with his