Luyện nghe bài hát The Hitter

Come to the door Ma, and the chain
I was passin through, I got caught in the rain
Theres I want, nothin that you need say
Just let me lay for a while and Ill be on my way

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

Rouge, Ponchitoula, and Lafayette town
Well, they me their money Ma, and I knocked the men down
I did what I did, well it easily
Restraint and Ma were always strangers to me

I fought champion Thompson, in a field full of mud
The rain poured through the tent,and mixed with our blood
In the twelfth I slipped my tongue, over my jaw
and I over him, I pounded his bloody body,
right the floor
Well the bell rang and rang, and still I on and on and on
Till I felt my glove leather, slip his skin and bone

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

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

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

Now the gray 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, come on,
and up to the line, step right to the line
Show me your money , and out your crime

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

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