Luyện nghe bài hát Winner

The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand he looked a drunk old fool
And I if I hit him right why I could knock him off of that stool
But everybody they said watch out hey that's the Man McCool
He's had the whole lotta fights and he's always come out winner yeah he's a
But I had myself five too many and I walked up tall and proud
I faced his and I faced the fact that he had never stooped or bowed
I Tiger Man you're a pussycat and a hush fell on the crowd
I let's you and me go outside and see who's the winner
Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand he braced against the wall
He slowly up from his beer my God that man was tall
He boy I see you're a scrapper so just before you fall
I'm gonna tell you just a little bout what it to be a winner
He said now you see these bright white teeth you know they ain't my own
Mine away like Chicklets down the street in San Antone
But I that person cursin' nursin' seven broken bones
And he only broke ah three of mine that makes me the
He said now behind this I got a steel pin that holds my jaw in place
A trophy of my successful motorcycle race
And each morning I wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by a winner
Now this back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That sticky Cincinnati night I stole his wife
But that woman she gets and she gets meaner every day
But I got her boy that's what me a winner
He said you speak loud when you challenge me son cause it's hard for me to hear
this twisted neck and these migraine pains and this big ole cauliflower ear
And if it wadn't for this eye of mine why I'd shed a happy tear
To think of all that you gonna get by a winner
I got arthritic elbows boy I got knees
From pickin' fights with thunderstorms and chargin' trees
And my nose been broke so often I might if I sneeze
And son you say you still wanna be a
Now you remind me a lotta my days with your knuckles a clenchin' white
But boy I'm gonna sit right here and sip this beer all
And if there's somethin' that you gotta gain to prove by winnin' some fight
okay I quit I lose you're the winner
So I stumbled from barroom not so tall and not so proud
And behind me I hear the hoots of laughter of the crowd
But my eyes still see and my nose still works and my teeth're in my mouth
And you I guess that makes me the winner