Luyện nghe bài hát The Hitter

Come to the door Ma, and unlock the
I was just passin through, I got caught in the
nothing I want, nothin that you need say
Just let me lay down for a and Ill be on my way

I was no than a kid, when you put me on. the Southern Queen
With the police on my back, I fled all the way to New Orleans
I fought in the dockyards, and with the I made
I knew the fight was my home, and was my trade

Baton Rouge, Ponchitoula, and Lafayette
Well, they paid me their money Ma, and I the men down
I did what I did, it came easily
and mercy Ma were always strangers to me

I fought champion Jack Thompson, in a full of mud
The poured through the canvas tent,and mixed with our blood
In the twelfth I slipped my tongue, my broken jaw
and I stood over him, I his bloody body,
into the floor
Well the bell rang and rang, and still I on and on and on
I felt my glove leather, slip between his skin and bone

Then the women and the money came fast and the I lost track
The women red, the green, but the numbers were black
I fought for the men in their suits, to lay down their bets
I took my good share Ma, ya see I, I have no

Then I took the fix at the state armory, with big McDowell
oh, From high in the rafters, I myself fall
As raised his arm my stomach twisted. and the sky it went black
I stuffed my bag with their good money ma, and I never looked

So understand, in the end Ma, man plays the game
If you know me one different, then out his name
Ma, if my voice now, now you dont
Then just open the door, and look into your eyes
I ask of you nothin, not a kiss, not a smile,
open the door and let me lay down for a while

Now the rain is fallin, my ring fightins done
So in the fields and alleys,ya see I, I take all who come
If youre a better man than me, then on,
and step up to the line, right to the line
Show me your , and speak out your crime

Now theres nothin I Ma, nothin that you need say
Just let me lay for a while and Ill be on my way

Tonight in a shipyard, a man a circle in the dirt
I move to the center, and I off my shirt
I him for the cuts, the scars, the pain,
Man no can erase
I hard to the left, and I strike to the face