Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonesome Kicker

What's name?

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

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

People think so easy
To kick a field from the 30 yard line
They forget to add yards for the snap
And 10 more the goal posts are pushed way back

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

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

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

again, I'm ignored by my teammates and all my coaches
"Go back 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 very small hands

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

blocked kick
And blames me
But it was the guard
Who pick up his man
Oh, why they see

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

So I go home at night 'cause I never get
To go with the other guys
And I sit in my chair, and I my foot
As I eat a plate of cold fries
And my wife's out with her 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