Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

From the
* Paradise in
* Last blast of the

He was young when I saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he would go
never dreamt he'd go
There was a something
to hide
Dynamite in both his
It swept 'em all
So they nicknamed hem the
And he lived up to the
The guys that tried to him
Never out quite the same
And man, the crowd just him
In those up and coming
him on their shoulders
While showered him with

Well, they him like a brother
Cause he gave 'em all the
Carin' shit no sef-defense
Only for the kill
He a beating now and then
But stood there young and
Never thought of up
When the got too rough
He came like a shockwave
The easily won
He just in there man, punching
Taking two and one
But avalanche of punches
Eventually took it's
Like a drip of water
Wears down the stone
And we all saw it
The fall
The night he his title
And the title all
He just slippin'
skids slicker than grease
His drawing faded
And the hero-worship
But he stop the fighting
Custom-made for the
While he blew the money
On friends had made
I saw him again last night
I I had been spared
The of that poor old wreck
For nobody no longer cared
His eyes had lost their
His hado lost their spring
And it really was
The way he stumbled the ring-