Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonesome Kicker

What's name?

Me, I'm the kicker
Extra points, goals at your service
One might think it with glory
You might think different you listen to my story

My helmet is equipped with a face mask
What it possibly protect, I do not know
The guys on the team
Like to make fun of my little pads
And like to hide the special shoe
I need to kick in the

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

In 1974, the uprights were right on the line
But of the players were running into them and getting hurt
So the kicker
Who cares about the

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

Kickoffs can be so scary
Especially, if the returner on through
And I'm the guy on the playing field left to tackle him
I don't want to get so I pretend to tie my shoe

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

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

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

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

So I go home at night I never get invited
To go with the other guys
And I sit in my chair, and I soak my
As I eat a plate of cold French
And my out with her quote-unquote friend
And my son can't me in the eyes
But that's the I live, the lonesome kicker

for you
They took my snow
going for two