Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

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

I met a stranger dressed in
At the station
He said "Son soul can be saved"
There's beautiful nights of low livin'
And some dangerous to be made
There's a big town the whiskey line
And if we turn the right up
They make us the devil pays off
And them folks are real hard up
They get their local
with the right style
They get local hero
with just the right smile

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

I to a gypsy girl sayin' "Drink this"
Well my had lost all sensation
These days I'm feeling all
'Cept I can't tell my courage my desperation
From the chalice
I drunk some heady wine
Tonight I'm layin'
But something in my ear
Sayin' a little town just beaneath the floodline
a local hero
Somebody the right style
for a local hero
Someone the right smile
hero local hero she said with a smile
Local hero he to live here for a while