Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

From the
* in distress
* Last blast of the

He was when I first saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I he would go places
He'd dreamt he'd go
There was a certain
to hide
Dynamite in both his
It swept 'em all
So nicknamed hem the killer
And he up to the name
The guys that tried to him
came out quite the same
And man, the crowd just him
In those up and days
him on their shoulders
While they showered him

Well, they him like a brother
he gave 'em all the thrills
Carin' shit about no
going for the kill
He a beating now and then
But stood young and tough
Never of backin' up
When the got too rough
He came down like a
The title won
He just tore in man, punching
two and landing one
But avalanche of punches
took it's toll
Like a drip of water
Wears down the stone
And we all saw it
The fall
The he lost his title
And the wasn't all
He just started
Down skids slicker than
His drawing faded
And the ceased
But he couldn't stop the
Custom-made for the
he blew away the money
On succes had made
I saw him fight again night
I wish I had spared
The sight of that old wreck
For nobody no longer cared
His had lost their sparkle
His legs hado lost spring
And it was pathetic
The way he stumbled the ring-