Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Rex Close

Hes a soul.
Hes a mess of himself again.
Hes got in his brain
and bourbon drippin off his
No matter you say
there just no tellin him.

And hes bound to the road
it aint his friend.
Yeah, he lives in his
and he where he lands.

Oh, and dont now man,
but he goes again.

Yeah, so its off to the races,
him if you can.
Hes got a faces and
a bolt in his hand.
Yeah, hes a live and a
one man band.
Hes gonna all night.
Hes lift em right off of their feet.
Hes gonna the ground
until the jump off the street.
Yeah, hes a rodeo and
catastrophe.
So much larger than
and he dont what he should be.

Yeah, you know friends, no matter you
hear, it dont always own up to you see.

And boy has got his eye on the prize
and a head full of ideas.

are always sayin,
Lord, that livin is to do him in.
But he pay em no mind,
cause of them can live his life but him.
No he pay em no mind.
cause of them walked a mile in his skin
Yeah, you know, no matter what you
everyone their life on the mend.

I like that one