Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

I was through my hometown
I was kinda killin' time
When I seen a face out of a black velvet painting
From the of the five and dime
I couldn't quite the name
But the pose looked to me
So I the salesgirl "Who was that man
Between the and Bruce Lee ?"
She "Just a local hero"
"Local hero" she said with a
"Yeah a hero he used to live here for a while"

I met a stranger in black
At the train
He "Son your soul can be saved"
beautiful women nights of low livin'
And some dangerous money to be
a big town 'cross the whiskey line
And if we the right cards up
They make us boss the pays off
And them folks that are real up
get their local hero
Somebody with the style
They get their hero
with just the right smile

Well I my job I learned it well
Fit myself with religion and a story to
First they made me the king then made me pope
Then they the rope

I woke to a girl sayin' "Drink this"
my hands had lost all sensation
These days I'm all right
I can't tell my courage from my desperation
From the chalice
Well I drunk some wine
I'm layin' here
But there's in my ear
Sayin' a little town just beaneath the floodline
Needs a local
Somebody with the style
Lookin' for a hero
Someone with the right
Local hero local hero she said a smile
hero he used to live here for a while