Luyện nghe bài hát Po' Boy

Man to the door I say, "For whom are you looking?"
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's in the kitchen cookin'"
Poor boy you been?
I already tol' you won't you again

I say, "How much you for that?", I go into the store
The man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you four?"
boy - never say die
Things will be all by and by

Workin' like on the mainline, like the devil
The game is the it's just up on a different level
Poor boy, in black
Police at your

boy in a red hot town
Out beyond the twinklin'
Ridin' first class making the rounds
Tryin' to keep from between the cars

Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, me with a blanket
By the way, what to that poison wine?"
She says, "I gave it to you, you it"
Poor boy, layin' 'em straight up the cherries fallin' off the plate

Time and love has branded me with its
Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia
Poor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of
Calls to room service, says, "Send up a room"

My mother was a daughter of a wealthy
My father was a salesman, I never met him
When my mother died, my took me in, he ran a funeral parlor
He did a lot of things for me and I won't forget him

All I is that I'm thrilled by your kiss
I don't know any more this
Poor boy, up sticks
ya a house out of mortar and bricks

Knockin' on the door, I say, "Who is it and are you from?"
Man says, "Freddy!" I say, "Freddy who?" He says, "Freddy or not I come."
Poor boy 'neath the stars shine
Washin' them dishes, feedin' them