Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Thing

He wore a song around his neck like medal of honor
his wisdom, lucky knife
An pocket was a temporary chain
Knowing you've got it coming, no crime

Every blue note rolled off his tongue
You could his soul twisting right into
knew where he came from
Oh but everybody knew, everybody

He was the real thing, no about it
The kind you remember when they're gone
The thing put here for a reason
We someday the whole 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 'round, he began to wonder
Was he made to love her or born to the blues

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

It was the thing, no doubt about it
The kind that you remember he's gone
The real thing, not like 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 find her

In some broken down room, in some major city
The plays an old familiar tune
He spies the face of a angel
Outside the halo moon

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

This is the real thing, no about it
Who cares if love you when you're gone
This is the thing, so you were put here for a reason
But what gives you the right to quit when tired
Anyway boy, this no game
This is the thing

He wore a song his neck
Like medal of honor
He carried his like a knife