Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

'Cause I'm the plains drifter, and I'm the drifter
The plains drifter, and I'm the drifter
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 of pliers pulled a bullet out of my chest
Fear and loathing the country listenin' to my 8-track
I reached behind the 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 sorry and I said the hell you were
Check the view mirror check the gold tooth display
out the odometer and I was on my way

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

I'm a hundred and twenty plowin' over mailboxes
Radar to tell me where the cops is
Spend night at the Motel 6
It's five dollars extra to get the flicks
And then I concoct a black and tan in my brandy
I'ma kleptomaniac K-mart
flow gettin' low so I had to pull a job
I Found a place to visit but a better place to rob
I left the car outside and the engine still
care of business at 7-eleven
I went to make my withdrawal
I saw he had had but I had to take it all
Knucklehead deli tried to gyp me off the
So I him on the turban with a bag of ice
I mellow like Jell-O cool like lemonade
I my get a way and then I thought that I had it made
I feel like Steve McQueen, a Former movie
Looked in the rear view mirror the police car
Ballantine quarts the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to I was caught in a speed trap
Mary Crazy Larry on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red flashing in the night
I got my straight and I pulled over to the right
The cop knocked on my window and said Boy, the fire?
You got a mailbox on your and a bald front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" goose is cooked
Read me my rights and booked

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

Read me my rights as if I didn't know
me in the tank with a drunk called Otis
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 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 Brooklyn of D.
He said, "You or we'll throw away the key"
out the cuffs, kicked the screw in the knee
I took the Bailiff's wallet and went to OTB
I had a feeling easy come easy go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And sure enough, nag came in
Brought my to the window and collected my win
And I broke into my new car with a wire hanger
Hot wired hot and, "Suzy is a headbanger"