Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

From the
* Paradise in
* Last blast of the

He was when I first saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I he would go places
He'd never he'd go
There was a certain
to hide
Dynamite in both his
It 'em all aside
So they nicknamed hem the
And he up to the name
The that tried to fight him
Never came out quite the
And man, the crowd just him
In up and coming days
Carried him on their
they showered him with

Well, loved him like a brother
he gave 'em all the thrills
Carin' shit no sef-defense
Only for the kill
He took a beating now and
But stood young and tough
thought of backin' up
When the going got too
He came like a shockwave
The easily won
He just tore in man, punching
two and landing one
But that of punches
Eventually took toll
a constant drip of water
Wears down the stone
And we all saw it
The fall
The night he lost his
And the wasn't all
He started slippin'
Down slicker than grease
His power faded
And the hero-worship
But he stop the fighting
for the trade
While he blew away the
On friends succes had
I saw him fight again last
I wish I had been
The sight of that old wreck
For whom nobody no cared
His eyes had lost their
His legs lost their spring
And it was pathetic
The way he through the ring-