Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Bonnie and Mister Clyde

I was mindin' my own down on Deep Elum Street
The sun was comin' up and the was singin' sweet
When a car around the corner, long and lean and brown
Pulls up to the curb beside me and rolls their window
A man throws me a dollar and I asked him that for
A pack of Luckies and a Paper over at the store
I peer into the window there's a man and a inside
Holy Jumpin' Bolts of Lightnin' it's Miss and Mr. Clyde

I made a joke about Lucky that I never should've used
Their patience was proportional to the shortness of fuse
Bonnie's pretty little trigger finger was twitchin' by her
And Clyde was his fingernails with a foot long Bowie Knife
I brung 'em back the and the Dallas Mornin' Sun
I told 'em they made the papers front and column one
Ah, we need no smart-assed kid actin' as our guide
Now just run along you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

Excuse me sir I to him, but I thought you was a business guy
I might have a little that just might catch your eye
The biggest haul of Fort Knox they're a'haulin back tonight
And loadin' it up in an Armored Car at the of the mornin' light
grabbed me by the belt loop and pulled me in the car
And Clyde a saw'd-off to my head and lit me a big cigar
If you're on the level then we might just be on the side
But don't even think about double crossin' Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

Within a week I'd been transformed a beggar to a wanted man
The dreams I'd had of a glamorous were now, oh so close at hand
Bonnie kept eyes at me, it was hard to look away
She looked like an country girl who had somehow gone astray
once imagined he was Robin Hood but now his greed was startin' to show
Instead of spreading the wealth around he was in the Dough
And when he slappin' Bonnie around something went off in me inside, I said,
If you slappin' Bonnie around, I'm gonna have your hide! Clyde!

would've shot me then and there if he wasn't so sluggin' drunk
'Bout the time he his shootin' iron he passed out on his trunk
Me and made our break, in Clyde's Caddilac De Ville
was already on my lap as we flew thru Louisville
We got married in Niagra Falls, I got a job as a man
Within a week the came, showed Clyde on an old divan
Shot full of holes, the both of them, which the then Identified
As the love who led him to his grave, Miss and Mr. Clyde

We couldn't believe we got away with a scheme as big as that
We were buying drinks and tossin' scraps to all the dogs and
We rented us a that night at the Whiskey Still
And decided to spend our Honeymoon floatin' Niagra Hill
We made the maddest bumpiest love fallin' down that waterfall
Like a crazy pair of desert doves who had never seen fall
The Police lights were blinkin' at our room, outside
But We never went back to hear the tale of Miss Bonnie and Mr.