Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

'Cause I'm the plains drifter, and I'm the drifter
The high plains drifter, and I'm the
They can't me they're never gonna find me
They're gonna know that I'm the high plains drifter

Pulled over to the river, to take a
out a pair of pliers pulled a bullet out of my chest
Fear and loathing 'cross the listenin' to my 8-track
I reached behind the seat and snatched a Kool from the
I'm long-distance my girl and I'm talking on my cellular
She said that she was sorry and I said yeah the you were
Check the rear view mirror the gold tooth display
out the odometer and I was on my way

'Cause I'm the high plains the best that you can get
A strapped shoplifter a pirate on
Bust a Travis Bickle when I that I'm getting pushed
step to me 'cause you could be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a and twenty plowin' over mailboxes
Radar detector to me where the cops is
another night at the Motel 6
It's five dollars extra to get the flicks
And then I concoct a and tan in my brandy snifter
kleptomaniac K-mart shoplifter
Cash gettin' low so I had to pull a job
I Found a place to visit but a better place to rob
I left the car outside and the still revving
Takin' care of business at
I went inside to make my
I saw what he had had but I had to it all
deli tried to gyp me off the price
So I clocked him on the with a bag of ice
'Cause I mellow like cool like lemonade
I made my get a way and then I that I had it made
I feel like Steve McQueen, a Former star
Looked in the rear view seen the police car
Ballantine with the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to notice I was caught in a speed
Dirty Mary Crazy Larry on the run from Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did
I'm blue and red flashing deep in the night
I got my alibi and I pulled over to the right
The cop knocked on my window and said Boy, where's the
You got a mailbox on your bumper and a front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" goose is cooked
Read me my fingerprinted and booked

like a DT, driving a grand fury
Wherever I hang my my home and my past is kind of blurry
Every dog has his day mine be in front of a jury
plains drifter you know that I'm never in a hurry

Read me my as if I didn't know this
Threw me in the with a drunk called Otis
With his 5 o'clock shadow he of 3 day old beer
My man to me and said, "Why are you here?"
I I'm charming I'm dashing I'm rental-car bashing
I'm phony-paper passing at Check and Cashing
I went before the judge he my to the Brooklyn house of D.
He said, "You behave or we'll throw the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, kicked the in the knee
I took the wallet and went straight to OTB
I had a good feeling easy easy go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And enough, that nag came in
Brought my ticket to the and collected my win
And I broke into my new car with a wire coat
Hot hot wheeled and, "Suzy is a headbanger"