Luyện nghe bài hát Flying

[Hockey invades every household in on some level. It is our National
sport. Real afficionados play all year long. This is probably why time
visitors to this country show up with their skates in July! is
severe in the leagues. Once every several years we get one like
Gretzky. Flying is an allegory - it is also the real story of a third
round hopeful who once Gretsky and now coaches little leaguers and
saunas.]
It was just like 'em on and starting again,
Coaching these kids to the top, and them men.
I was a third round in the NHL
And that's years of living in hell,
And going up flying, and home dying.
My life was the boards and playing the game,
And every day checking the and finding my name.
My dad would go crazy when the would call;
He'd me that I'd have it all
Ninety nine of us trying, one of us flying.
And every kid over the boards listens for the
The roar of the crowd is their ticket for finally this town
To be just one hopeful in the Junior A,
of that miracle play,
And going up flying, home dying.
I tell them to of the play and not of the fame.
If they've got any future at all, not in the game.
'Cause be crippled and starting all over again
on commissions and remembering
When were flying, remembering dying.
And every kid over the listens for the sound;
The roar of the crowd is their ticket for finally leaving this
To be just one more in the Junior A,
of that miracle play,
And going up flying, home dying.