Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Rex Close

Hes a soul.
Hes made a mess of again.
Hes got in his brain
and drippin off his chin
No matter you say
there just aint no him.

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

Oh, and look 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 play all night.
Hes gonna lift em off of their feet.
Hes shake the ground
until the stripes off the street.
Yeah, hes a rodeo and
catastrophe.
So larger than life
and he know what he should be.

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

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

are always sayin,
Lord, livin is going to do him in.
But he pay em no mind,
cause none of them can live his but him.
No he pay em no mind.
none of them walked a mile in his skin
Yeah, you know, no matter you think
everyone lives their on the mend.

I like that one