Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Thing

He wore a around his neck like some medal of honor
Carried his wisdom, knife
An empty pocket was a chain
Knowing got it coming, ain't no crime

Every blue note that rolled off his
You could feel his soul right into
Nobody where he came from
Oh but everybody knew, everybody

He was the real thing, no doubt it
The kind that you remember when they're
The real put here for a reason
We knew someday the world was going to know his name
Yeah, he was the thing

She whispered in his ear and he the thunder
'bout a world he never knew
Head spinning 'round, he to wonder
Was he made to love her or born to the blues

He searched him for the answer
But all he was a troubled mind
He left her somewhere on the blue
But it wasn't just another love that he left

It was the real thing, no doubt it
The kind that you when he's gone
The real thing, not passion's fine
But a burning, smoldering, oh, flame

And sometimes at he longs for her whisper
But he hides the dawn
'Cause he always wakes to her gone

In broken down dressing room, in some major city
The thunder plays an old familiar
He the face of a distant angel
beneath the halo moon

Finger on the trigger, in the vein
One more bullet, it might be last ride
This is ain't no, no, show, this ain't no nervous
And it sure as hell, ain't the to let the fool decide

This is the thing, no doubt about it
Who if they love you when you're gone
is the real thing, so you were put here for a reason
But what gives you the to quit when you're tired
boy, this ain't no game
This is the thing

He wore a song around his
Like some of honor
He his wisdom like a knife