Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Rex Close

Hes a soul.
Hes made a of himself again.
Hes got bugs in his
and bourbon drippin off his
No matter you say
there aint no tellin him.

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

Oh, and look now man,
but there he again.

Yeah, so its off to the races,
him if you can.
Hes got a faces and
a lightening in his hand.
Yeah, hes a wire and a
one man band.
Hes play all night.
Hes gonna lift em off of their feet.
Hes gonna the ground
until the stripes off the street.
Yeah, hes a clown and
catastrophe.
So much than life
and he dont know he should be.

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

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

Folks are sayin,
Lord, that 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.
cause none of them a mile in his skin
Yeah, you know, no matter you think
lives their life on the mend.

Yeah I that one