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 catch me they're gonna find me
They're never gonna that I'm the high plains drifter

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

I'm the high plains drifter the best that you can get
A strapped shoplifter a on cassette
a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm getting pushed
Don't to me 'cause you could be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a hundred and plowin' over mailboxes
Radar to tell me where the cops is
Spend another night at the 6
It's five dollars extra to get the porno
And then I concoct a black and tan in my brandy
kleptomaniac K-mart shoplifter
Cash flow low so I had to pull a job
I a nice place to visit but a better place to rob
I left the car outside and the engine revving
care of business at 7-eleven
I went to make my withdrawal
I saw he had had but I had to take 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 Jell-O cool lemonade
I made my get a way and I thought that I had it made
I feel like Steve McQueen, a Former star
Looked in the rear view mirror the police car
Ballantine quarts with the on the cap
I couldn't help to notice I was in a speed trap
Dirty Mary Larry on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red deep in the night
I got my alibi straight and I over to the right
The cop knocked on my and said Boy, where's the fire?
You got a mailbox on your bumper and a front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" Your goose is
Read me my rights and booked

Making like a DT, driving a fury
Wherever I hang my hat's my home and my past is kind of
Every dog has his day will be in front of a jury
High plains you know that I'm never in a hurry

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