Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

'Cause I'm the high drifter, and I'm the drifter
The high drifter, and I'm the drifter
They can't catch me they're never gonna 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 pliers 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 from my girl and I'm talking on my cellular
She said that she was and I said yeah the hell you were
Check the rear mirror check the gold 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 shoplifter a on cassette
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm getting
Don't step to me 'cause you could be mushed

I'm doing a hundred and twenty plowin' mailboxes
Radar detector to tell me the cops is
Spend night at the Motel 6
It's five dollars to get the porno flicks
And then I a black and tan in my brandy snifter
I'ma kleptomaniac shoplifter
Cash gettin' 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 inside to make my
I saw he had had but I had to take it all
Knucklehead deli tried to gyp me off the
So I clocked him on the turban a bag of ice
'Cause I mellow Jell-O cool like lemonade
I made my get a way and I thought that I had it made
I feel like McQueen, a Former movie star
Looked in the rear mirror seen the police car
quarts with the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't to notice I was caught in a speed trap
Dirty Mary Crazy Larry on the run from Dirty
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did
I'm seeing blue and red flashing deep in the
I got my straight and I pulled over to the right
The cop knocked on my window and Boy, where's the fire?
You got a mailbox on your bumper and a bald front
"Outta the car longhair!" goose is cooked
Read me my rights fingerprinted and

Making like a DT, driving a grand
Wherever I hang my hat's my home and my past is kind of
Every dog has his day mine be in front of a jury
High plains drifter you know that I'm in a hurry

Read me my rights as if I know this
Threw me in the with a drunk called Otis
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 bashing
I'm phony-paper passing at Nick's Check and
I went before the judge he sent my to the Brooklyn of D.
He said, "You behave or we'll away the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, the screw in the knee
I the Bailiff's 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 my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot wired hot and, "Suzy is a headbanger"