Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

I was driving my hometown
I was just killin' time
When I seen a face staring out of a black painting
From the window of the five and
I quite recall the name
But the looked familiar to me
So I asked the "Who was that man
Between the and Bruce Lee ?"
She "Just a local hero"
"Local hero" she said a smile
"Yeah a local hero he used to here for a while"

I met a stranger dressed in
At the station
He "Son your soul 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 cards up
They make us boss the pays off
And folks that are real hard up
They get their local
Somebody the right style
get their local hero
Somebody just the right smile

I learned my job I learned it well
Fit myself with religion and a to tell
First they me the king then 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 all right
'Cept I can't tell my 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 the floodline
Needs a local
Somebody with the style
Lookin' for a local
Someone the right smile
Local local hero she said with a smile
Local hero he to live here for a while