Luyện nghe bài hát My Petition

I sat down to watch the game
I heard the doorbell ring
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 sellin' somethin'
Well, I ain't buyin'
But I you stoppin' by"
Said, "I ain't askin' for a dime a minute of your time
An' your name on the dotted line
Could you my petition?"

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

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

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

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

He thanked me for my
I headed back inside, my beer
An' got to the game
by now that boy, he's three doors down
Here I am just round
Waitin' on the world to

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

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 to bullies on the bus
No crime, no waits, no hate, no
Give a and a job to people on the street"

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