Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Thing

He wore a song around his neck like some medal of
his wisdom, lucky knife
An empty pocket was a chain
Knowing you've got it coming, ain't no

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

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

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

He inside him for the answer
But all he was a troubled mind
He her somewhere on the blue highway
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, eternal

And sometimes at night he for her whisper
But he from the dawn
he always wakes to find her gone

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

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

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

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