Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

From the
* in distress
* blast of the century

He was when I first saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he would go
He'd never dreamt go
was a certain something
Impossible to
Dynamite in his hands
It 'em all aside
So they hem the killer
And he up to the name
The guys that to fight him
Never came out quite the
And man, the crowd loved him
In up and coming days
Carried him on their
While showered him with

Well, they loved him a brother
Cause he gave 'em all the
Carin' shit about no
going for the kill
He took a now and then
But stood there and tough
Never thought of up
When the got too rough
He down like a shockwave
The easily won
He just tore in there man,
Taking two and one
But avalanche of punches
took it's toll
Like a drip of water
down the hardest stone
And we all saw it
The fall
The night he lost his
And the wasn't all
He just started
Down skids slicker than
His power faded
And the hero-worship
But he stop the fighting
for the trade
While he blew the money
On succes had made
I saw him fight last night
I I had been spared
The of that poor old wreck
For whom no longer cared
His eyes had lost sparkle
His legs lost their spring
And it really was
The way he stumbled the ring-