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
can't catch me they're never gonna find me
They're never gonna know I'm the high plains drifter

Pulled to the river, to take a rest
out a pair of pliers pulled 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 from the
I'm from my girl and I'm talking on my cellular
She said that she was sorry and I 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 plains drifter the best you can get
A strapped a pirate on cassette
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel I'm getting pushed
Don't step to me you could be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a hundred and plowin' over mailboxes
Radar detector to tell me the cops is
another 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
kleptomaniac K-mart shoplifter
Cash flow low so I had to pull a job
I Found a nice place to but a better place to rob
I left the car outside and the engine revving
Takin' care of business at
I went to make 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 mellow Jell-O cool like lemonade
I my get a way and then I thought that I had it made
I feel like McQueen, a Former movie star
Looked in the rear view mirror the police car
Ballantine quarts the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to notice I was 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 alibi and I pulled over to the right
The cop on my window and said 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 and booked

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

Read me my rights as if I didn't this
me in the tank with a drunk called Otis
With his 5 o'clock shadow he of 3 day old beer
My man to me and said, "Why are you here?"
I said I'm charming I'm I'm rental-car 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 or we'll throw away the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, kicked the in the knee
I the Bailiff's wallet and went straight to OTB
I had a feeling easy come easy go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And enough, that nag came in
Brought my ticket to the window and my win
And I broke into my new car with a coat hanger
Hot wired hot and, "Suzy is a headbanger"