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
They catch me they're never gonna find me
They're gonna know that I'm the high plains drifter

Pulled to the river, to take a rest
Pulled out a pair of pulled a bullet out of my chest
Fear and 'cross the country 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 she was sorry and I said yeah the hell you were
the rear view mirror check the gold tooth display
Check out the and I was on my way

I'm the high plains drifter the best that you can get
A strapped a pirate on cassette
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm pushed
Don't step to me you could 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 extra to get the porno flicks
And then I concoct a black and tan in my brandy
kleptomaniac K-mart shoplifter
Cash gettin' low so I had to pull a job
I Found a nice place to visit but a place to rob
I left the car 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
Knucklehead 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 thought I had it made
I feel like Steve McQueen, a 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
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did
I'm blue and red flashing deep in the night
I got my alibi straight and I pulled 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!" Your is cooked
Read me my 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 be in front 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 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 I'm charming I'm dashing I'm rental-car bashing
I'm phony-paper at Nick's Check and Cashing
I went before the judge he sent my to the house of D.
He said, "You behave or we'll away the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, kicked the screw in the
I took the Bailiff's and went straight to OTB
I had a good feeling easy easy go
I bet on one to win and another and so
And sure enough, nag came in
my ticket 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"