Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonesome Kicker

What's your

Me, I'm the lonesome
points, field goals at your service
One might think it comes with
You might different after you listen to my story

My helmet is with a tiny face mask
What it could protect, I do not know
The other guys on the
to make fun of my little shoulder pads
And also like to the special shoe
I to kick in the snow

People it's so easy
To kick a goal from the 30 yard line
They forget to add yards for the snap
And 10 more 'cause the goal posts are pushed way

In 1974, the uprights were right on the goal
But some of the players were running into and getting hurt
So the kicker
Who cares the kicker?

But I kick that ball and I pray it straight
If it does says, "Good job, number 8"
He even know my name is
Kristacovitchlalinski, Jr
But that's the life I live the kicker

can be so very scary
Especially, if the breaks on through
And I'm the only guy on the field left to tackle him
I want to get hurt so I pretend to tie my shoe

again, I'm ignored by my teammates and all my coaches
"Go where you came from!" scream 70,000 fans
Well, I know I could win their love
By catching a touch-down
But, unfortunately, I was born with these very small

And I hope that the don't come in too close
they might see the tears in my eyes
As I sit on this bench of cold-hearted wood
And the splinters go in my thighs
And the boy snickers as he walks by, the lonesome kicker

Another blocked
And blames me
But it was the left
Who pick up his man
Oh, why can't see

In my home
I could have been a minor league soccer
But I came to America fortune and seeking fame
I didn't that if I shanked one and blew the point spread
Some guys would push me into their hibachi after the game

So I go home at night 'cause I get invited
To go drinking with the guys
And I sit in my chair, and I my foot
As I eat a plate of cold French
And my wife's out her quote-unquote friend
And my son can't look me in the
But that's the I live, the lonesome kicker

for you
They took my snow
They're for two