Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

I was through my hometown
I was just kinda killin'
I seen a face staring out of a black velvet painting
From the window of the and dime
I couldn't quite recall the
But the looked familiar to me
So I asked the "Who was that man
the doberman and Bruce Lee ?"
She "Just a local hero"
"Local hero" she with a smile
"Yeah a local hero he used to live for a while"

I met a stranger in black
At the train
He said "Son your can be saved"
There's beautiful women of low livin'
And some dangerous money to be
a big town 'cross the whiskey line
And if we turn the right up
They us boss the devil pays off
And them folks are real hard up
They get their hero
Somebody with the style
They get their local
Somebody with just the right

Well I learned my job I it well
Fit myself with and a story to tell
First they me the king then they made me pope
Then brought the rope

I woke to a gypsy sayin' "Drink this"
Well my hands had all sensation
These days I'm all right
I can't tell my courage from my desperation
From the tainted
Well I drunk some wine
Tonight I'm here
But something in my ear
Sayin' there's a little town just beaneath the
a local hero
Somebody with the style
Lookin' for a local
Someone the right smile
hero local hero she said with a smile
Local he used to live here for a while