Luyện nghe bài hát Joey

Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an
Always on the outside of side there was
When they asked him why it had to be way, well, he answered, just because

Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to
They Joe Crazy, the baby they called Kid Blast
Some say lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too
It seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue

Joey,
King of the streets, child of
Joey,
What made them want to and blow you away

There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far that
No one knew for sure where they were really at
When they tried to Larry, Joey almost got hit the roof
He went out night to seek revenge, thinkin' he was bulletproof

Then, the war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the
Joey and his brothers terrible defeats
Till they out behind the lines and took five prisoners
stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs

The hostages were tremblin' when they a man exclaim
Let's blow this place to kingdom come, let Con take the blame
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, we're not kind of men
It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to again

Joey,
of the streets, child of clay
Joey,
made them want to come and blow you away

The police department hounded him, called him Mr. Smith
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who
What time is it? said the judge to Joey they met
Five to ten, said Joey, the judge says, that's what you get

He did ten years in Attica, reading and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to a strike
His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to
What it's like to be in society with a shackle on hand

They let him out in '71 he'd lost a little
But he dressed like Cagney and I swear he did look great
He tried to the way back into the life he left behind
To the he said, I have returned and now I want what's mine

Joey,
King of the streets, child of
Joey,
What made them want to and blow you away

It was true that in his years he would not carry a gun
I'm around too many children, he'd say, they never know of one
Yet he walked right into the of his lifelong deadly foe
Emptied out the register, said, 'em it was Crazy Joe

One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New
He could see it comin' through the as he lifted up his fork
He pushed the over to protect his family
Then he staggered out into the streets of Italy

Joey,
King of the streets, child of
Joey,
What them want to come and blow you away

Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep
I heard his best friend say, he ain't dead, he's just asleep
Then I saw the old man's limousine head back the grave
I he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save

The sun turned cold over Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned
They said a mass in the old church near the house he was born
And someday if in heaven overlookin' His preserve
I the men that shot him down will get what they deserve

Joey,
King of the streets, child of
Joey,
What made them to come and blow you away