Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

'Cause I'm the high plains drifter, and I'm the
The high plains drifter, and I'm the
They can't catch me they're gonna find me
They're gonna know that I'm the high plains drifter

Pulled over to the river, to take a
Pulled out a pair of 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 from my and I'm talking on my cellular
She said that she was and I said yeah the hell 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 drifter the best that you can get
A strapped a pirate on cassette
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm getting
Don't step to me 'cause you be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a hundred and twenty plowin' mailboxes
Radar to tell 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
I'ma kleptomaniac K-mart
Cash gettin' low so I had to pull a job
I Found a nice place to but a better place to rob
I the car outside and the engine still revving
Takin' care of 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 with a bag of ice
'Cause I like Jell-O cool like lemonade
I made my get a way and then I that I had it made
I like Steve McQueen, a Former movie star
Looked in the rear view mirror seen the car
Ballantine quarts with the on the cap
I couldn't help to notice I was caught in a trap
Dirty Mary Crazy on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did
I'm seeing and red flashing deep in the night
I got my alibi straight and I pulled over to the
The cop knocked on my and said Boy, where's the fire?
You got a mailbox on your and a bald front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" Your goose is
me my rights fingerprinted and booked

Making like a DT, a grand fury
Wherever I hang my hat's my and my past is kind of blurry
Every dog has his day mine will be in 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 tank with a drunk called
With his 5 shadow 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 phony-paper passing at Nick's Check and
I went before the he sent my to the Brooklyn house of D.
He said, "You behave or we'll throw the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, the screw in the knee
I took the Bailiff's wallet and straight to OTB
I had a good feeling easy come go
I bet on one to win and another and so
And enough, that nag came in
Brought my to the window and collected my win
And I broke my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot hot wheeled and, "Suzy is a headbanger"