Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

From the
* Paradise in
* Last blast of the

He was young when I saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he would go
never dreamt he'd go
There was a something
to hide
Dynamite in both his
It 'em all aside
So they hem the killer
And he lived up to the
The guys that tried to him
Never came out quite the
And man, the crowd just him
In those up and coming
Carried him on their
they showered him with

Well, they loved him like a
Cause he gave 'em all the
Carin' shit about no
Only for the kill
He a beating now and then
But stood there young and
thought of backin' up
When the going got too
He came down a shockwave
The easily won
He just tore in man, punching
Taking two and one
But that avalanche of
Eventually took it's
Like a constant drip of
Wears the hardest stone
And we all saw it
The inevitable
The night he his title
And the wasn't all
He just started
Down skids slicker than
His drawing power
And the ceased
But he stop the fighting
for the trade
While he blew away the
On succes had made
I saw him again last night
I wish I had spared
The sight of that poor old
For whom nobody no longer
His eyes had lost sparkle
His legs hado their spring
And it really was
The way he stumbled the ring-