Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

I was driving my hometown
I was kinda killin' time
When I seen a face staring out of a velvet painting
From the window of the five and
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 a smile
"Yeah a local he used to live here for a while"

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

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

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