Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

I was driving my hometown
I was just kinda killin'
When I seen a face staring out of a velvet painting
From the of the five and dime
I quite recall the name
But the looked familiar to me
So I the salesgirl "Who was that man
the doberman and Bruce Lee ?"
She "Just a local hero"
"Local hero" she said with a
"Yeah a local he used to live here for a while"

I met a dressed in black
At the train
He said "Son your can be saved"
There's beautiful nights of low livin'
And dangerous money to be made
There's a big 'cross the whiskey line
And if we turn the right up
They make us the devil pays off
And them folks that are hard up
They get their local
Somebody with the right
get their local hero
Somebody with the right smile

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

I woke to a girl sayin' "Drink this"
Well my hands had all sensation
days I'm feeling all right
'Cept I can't tell my from my desperation
From the tainted
Well I some heady wine
I'm layin' here
But there's in my ear
Sayin' there's a little town beaneath the floodline
Needs a hero
with the right style
Lookin' for a hero
Someone the right smile
Local hero local hero she with a smile
Local hero he used to live for a while