Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

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

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

'Cause I'm the plains drifter the best that you can get
A strapped a pirate on cassette
Bust a Bickle when I feel that I'm getting pushed
Don't step to me 'cause you be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a hundred and twenty over mailboxes
Radar detector to tell me the cops is
another night at the Motel 6
It's dollars extra to get the porno flicks
And then I concoct a black and tan in my brandy
I'ma K-mart shoplifter
flow gettin' low so I had to pull a job
I Found a nice place to but a better place to rob
I left the car and the engine still revving
care of business at 7-eleven
I went inside to my withdrawal
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 turban a bag of ice
'Cause I like Jell-O cool like lemonade
I made my get a way and I thought that I had it made
I feel like Steve McQueen, a movie star
Looked in the rear view mirror the police car
Ballantine quarts the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't to notice I was caught in a speed trap
Dirty Mary Crazy Larry on the run Dirty Harry
the cash in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red flashing in the night
I got my alibi straight and I pulled over to the
The cop knocked on my window and said Boy, the fire?
You got a mailbox on your bumper and a bald tire
"Outta the car longhair!" goose is cooked
Read me my fingerprinted and booked

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

Read me my rights as if I didn't know
Threw me in the tank with a drunk called
his 5 o'clock shadow he smelled of 3 day old beer
My man to me and said, "Why are you here?"
I said I'm charming I'm dashing I'm rental-car
I'm phony-paper passing at Nick's Check and
I went the judge he sent my to the Brooklyn house of D.
He said, "You behave or throw away the key"
out the cuffs, kicked the screw in the knee
I the Bailiff's wallet and went straight to OTB
I had a good easy come easy go
I bet on one to win and another and so
And sure enough, nag came in
Brought my to the window and collected my win
And I broke my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot wired hot and, "Suzy is a headbanger"