Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

I was through my hometown
I was just killin' time
When I seen a face staring out of a black painting
From the of the five and dime
I couldn't recall the name
But the pose familiar to me
So I asked the salesgirl "Who was man
the doberman and Bruce Lee ?"
She said "Just a hero"
"Local hero" she with a smile
"Yeah a local hero he to live here for a while"

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

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

I woke to a gypsy girl "Drink this"
my hands had lost all sensation
These days I'm feeling all
'Cept I can't tell my courage my desperation
From the chalice
Well I drunk heady wine
Tonight I'm layin'
But something in my ear
Sayin' there's a town just beaneath the floodline
Needs a local
Somebody with the style
Lookin' for a hero
Someone with the right
Local hero local hero she said a smile
Local hero he used to live here for a