Luyện nghe bài hát Winner

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