Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

'Cause I'm the high plains drifter, and I'm the
The plains drifter, and I'm the drifter
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 behind the seat and snatched a Kool from the pack
I'm long-distance my girl and I'm talking on my cellular
She said that she was sorry and I said yeah the hell you
Check the rear view mirror check the gold tooth
Check out the and I was on my way

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

I'm doing a hundred and twenty plowin' over
detector to tell me where the cops is
Spend another night at the 6
It's five dollars to get the porno flicks
And then I a black and tan in my brandy snifter
I'ma K-mart shoplifter
Cash flow low so I had to pull a job
I Found a place to visit but a better place to rob
I left the car and the engine still revving
Takin' care of business at
I inside to make my withdrawal
I saw he had had but I had to take it all
Knucklehead deli to gyp me off the price
So I him on the turban with a bag of ice
I mellow like Jell-O cool like lemonade
I made my get a way and I thought that I had it made
I like Steve McQueen, a Former movie star
Looked in the rear view mirror the police car
Ballantine with the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to I was caught in a speed trap
Dirty Mary Crazy Larry on the run from Dirty
the cash in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red deep in the night
I got my straight 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 bald tire
"Outta the car longhair!" Your is cooked
Read me my rights fingerprinted and

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

me my rights as if I didn't know this
Threw me in the with a drunk called Otis
With his 5 o'clock shadow he smelled of 3 day old
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 Check and Cashing
I went before the judge he sent my to the house of D.
He said, "You behave or throw away the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, the screw in the knee
I took the Bailiff's and went straight to OTB
I had a good feeling easy come go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And sure enough, nag came in
my ticket to the window and collected my win
And I into my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot wired hot and, "Suzy is a headbanger"